FOUNTAIN GARDEN PARK ON A QUIET SUNDAY MORNING
GURGLING FOUNTAIN
WAS IT A REALLY BAD GOLF GAME?Sunday, 7:00 AM. 62.5 degrees, wind W, light to calm. The sky is overcast and the sun has been trying to peek through. The barometer predicts rain but it is a very quiet, pleasant morning.
Fountain Garden Park, just down the street from Garden View, was a place of contemplative beauty this morning, its' Nineteenth Century fountain gurgling mellifuously, preaching a Sunday morning sermonette.
A weekend resident on 8th St. is either spoofing some of us overly-serious Bayfield gardeners or is perhaps following some arcane religious dictate, such as “Thou shalt beat thy swords into plowshares and thy golf clubs into garden ornaments,” or maybe he just had a really bad golf game.
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