In all my driving around the various Door County villages, my heart keeps pulling me back to Ephraim. Not only because it is my temporary home, but because it is such a Mayberry feel.
Families are moving at a relaxed pace while toddlers relish the freedom to climb on rocks, spot fish and chase seagulls.
Giggles and shouts of discovery accompany the call of the red-winged blackbirds vanishing into the marsh.
Pre-teens with tackle boxes explore the end of docks, catching and releasing the evening's victory. The only thing missing was a red-head and his pa.
After dinner treat seekers congregate on Wilson's porch and then race the melting creamy treat on harbor benches.
No one shouts words of caution while the young explore, pushing limits with regards to boundaries. Kids are easily entertained by the natural wonders visible at every turn. Ephraim hasn't gone back to the basics. They have remained in a time that honors a calm pace.
Like a t-shirt I purchased states:
doorcounty.calm
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