Day 62

Two hours north of Evart is Elk Rapids. The Elk Rapids Art Fair featured a very talented photographer whose work I had never seen displayed at an art fair. There was a good reason for that because this was her first art fair. I bought five notecards that had images of an Elk Rapids bearded icon with a distinctive wrinkled face sporting a white beard, the green water in a Cranbrook pond, and a circular labrynth with mountains in the background. It was worth the drive.