The problem with touring a Frank Lloyd Wright house – especially his house – is that you leave wishing you lived in a Frank Lloyd Wright house.
Look, I love my home, but the walls are not made of limestone, the roof isn’t cantilevered, there are no wide expanses of glass to seamlessly blend the outdoor space with the indoor space, and we don’t have a single iron bell suspended from the ceiling to clang.
Damn you, Frank. You’ve ruined houses for me forever.
That being said, our tour of Taliesin on Friday was a lot of fun. The place really is beautiful. Pics don’t do it justice, but I’m posting a whole bunch anyway.
We opted for the Highlights Tour, which splits time between FLW’s architecture studio and home. My only regret was the fact that we were shuttled back and forth. Don’t get me wrong, I was thankful for an air-conditioned bus, but I would have preferred walking instead. We passed a bunch of other interesting buildings, like guest cottages and a farmhouse, that a tour bus only offered brief glimpses of. There actually is a longer, four-hour tour that takes you across the entire property on foot. Maybe we’ll do that one of these years. Preferably in the fall sometime, when the surrounding hills are ablaze with autumn color and the heat and humidity (and mosquitoes) are a distant memory.
After visiting Taliesin, we stopped in Madison to run a few errands, which included cheese curds and cocktails at the Great Dane Pub. We timed our stop perfectly, because a thunderstorm and heavy downpour rolled through while we were parked at the bar. The storm broke just in time for our next stop: Schuster’s Farm, for their annual Blooms on the Farm event. We went last year and had a blast, so a return trip was in order.
We strolled through acres of zinnias and sunflowers and got frisky on a giant wooden chair, as one does (especially when there’s alcohol involved). It was super muddy because of the recent rain, but that was okay because it kept the crowds away. We practically had the whole place to ourselves.
We stopped at Culver’s on the way home and walked through the door twelve hours after setting out. All in all, it was a great Friday and an excellent Plan B for the postponed Heart concert. Made possible by the generosity of my Aunt Nancy, not to mention my manifesting skills, ’cause otherwise, we would have shelled out a ton of money for an overnight stay in Milwaukee with no real place to go.
You might recall in my last post I mentioned my tenacity in convincing a third-party booking company to disregard their “no refunds, period!” policy and give me my money back. This took tons of pluck and determination, and I got into a battle of wills with a virtual chatbot (admittedly, this was pretty one-sided), but in the end, there was justice for the little guy. It’s a great story that I break down on my latest guest appearance on the Sharing the Heart of the Matter podcast. I also talk about willing a campsite into existence for Tara’s birthday one year. I encourage you to check it out! Wynne and Vicki even sweet-talked my camera-shy ass into appearing on video, so there’s that, too.
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