The big beach has a boardwalk that is the social centre of the town, at least for the cottagers. Everyone strolls on it, and everyone says "Hello" when they pass. If you're sketching, almost everyone will stop to talk, flip through your sketchbook, and tell you about their ink drawings, watercolours, photography or print-making. It's that kind of a place.
Down past the truly enormous flag at the end of the main street, a marsh has formed in the last couple decades of low water, behind a gravel bar. There were dragonflies, frogs, herons, and migrating shorebirds. One of the town's iconic lighthouses stands on the pier across the river mouth.
The sunset is the other social centre, providing an almost-daily chance for painters to try their luck with dripping a sun-red spot of paint into the still-wet paint of the lake and sky. Sometimes it works.
And, being a civilized place, there is a respectable micro-brewery in town.