|Random rainbow on our street
The more we walk around this town, the more I'm sure of it. There was a town-wide yard sale last Saturday, and this week is the Free Fair, which is where everyone brings all the leftovers from their yard sales down to the "landing", which is more or less the town square, lays it out and everyone can pick through it and take it home. For free. Whatever's left gets boxed up and dropped off at either a shelter or the local thrift store, depending.
In June, there's an ice cream social in honor of the town's 125th anniversary.
There's a thriving farmer's market and arts scene.
There's a big sycamore tree, with its own park, that serves as the town's logo.
Santa arrives on a fire engine on the weekend after Thanksgiving, depending on fire calls. Last year his arrival got interrupted by a call and he had to continue on later in the day..
|Presbyterian church - with bells
It's odd, but considering one of the reasons I was tired of West Philly was because of my two competing corner bars, I can live with it. We do most of our drinking at home these days, anyway.
|Memorial at the church
I never wanted to live in the burbs; I loved the idea of a small town, but as a non-driver, that didn't seem possible. Now, here we are, in a small town in the burbs, where I can walk almost everywhere.
We did good.
|My favorite house that I don't live in
|Corner maple and bench
|Looking down our street