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On The Road Again

 Jeanne and I couldn't wait for the local theater to begin their season. We spent the weekend in the driftless zone in and around Spring Green. From a distance, we viewed Telisand, House on the Rock, and various other Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired buildings. 


We found our favorite outdoor relaxation at the Wisconsin Riverside Resort. We sat on our bag chairs on the lawn, looking over the river while watching the tubers, kayakers, and canoers come ashore while we were listening to live music being performed. 



Did I mention we were in the shade? Did I tell you the temps were in the nineties? I should say they served an excellent Fish Taco. We both enjoyed an Arnold Palmer or two. In fact, we liked it so much we went back on Sunday.

We saw three performances at the American Players Theater. (APT)





Given my reluctance to rate these kinds of things, I will only tell you why you should see these Plays if you have the opportunity.

First, They are produced by APT. The acting, staging, and content will be top-grade. 

You will be entertained and subtly informed. 

You will be ...well, I'd say transported, but with all the trouble they are having at Burning Man, moved would be more fitting.  And you will laugh. 

You will be outside with hundreds of people you may never meet again, but you will forever be grateful for the opportunity to have been with them in those moments.

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