27.08.2015 § Leave a comment
Sister Bay, a village in Wisconsin, only has a population of approximately 800 people. When my family and I decided to stop for lunch in the small, quaint town there seemed to be lots of people. I assumed, because of the small number of residents, that most of the people around were probably tourists. The place we chose to stop at had a grass roof top and was called Al Johnson’s Swedish Restaurant. Outside of the restaurant, crowds of people stood waiting patiently for a table. After approximately 45 minutes, we were finally seated. A polite young gentleman waited on us. After conversing with him, we discovered he was the owner’s grandson and was helping out during his summer vacation home from college. When we were finished and leaving as satisfied, full customers, I decided to compliment the gentleman that was standing near the cash register facing the dining room. He appeared to be the owner, but we were pleasantly surprised to find out that he was our waiter’s father. He was full of delight when I told him how enjoyable our experience was and how impressed we were with the service of his son.
25.08.2015 § Leave a comment
This is a complicated concept. When one says question everything, it does not mean that we should have doubt; doubting our teachers, our tools, or our own endeavors. However, we should not blindly believe everything. Instead we should evaluate with reason and once we find it to be of worth, we engage in the effort wholeheartedly without any doubt.
14.08.2015 § Leave a comment
The spontaneous decision to travel to Door County during summer unfortunately led to all hotels being booked solid. As a result, we ended up staying in Green Bay. When we departed, we traveled north along the Green Bay coastline and stopped anywhere that looked interesting or intrigued our curiosity. One place we visited along the way was a local farmers market, where an alpaca farmer was selling co-op socks. Next to the farmer’s stand, two alpacas stood tall. The alpaca’s hair had recently been sheered, leaving the pair with an endearing hair style, large bold eyes and long black lashes. Their hair looked so satiny and clean, especially the white one. I immediately wished our alpaca mill had a natural color that resembled the white alpaca that stood before me. (By the way, in case you do not know, our alpaca colors are natural, not dyed.) Displayed below are the photos taken of these two alpacas; so uniquely different in color.
04.08.2015 § Leave a comment