I Live In the Tree Streets

Nestled below the "Y" on the mountain, is a quiet little neighborhood called the Tree Streets. This is where I live.

It's called the Tree Streets, because the streets are all named after trees.

I guess that's kind of obvious, huh?

Here is my street. Cherry Lane.

One of the many great things about the Tree Streets are the glorious gardens. Let me give you a tour.

Behind those splendid gardens are charming homes. I call this first one, "The Rose Bush Cottage."

Here is one thing I like about the charming houses on the tree streets: the doors. I know you might think I am crazy, but I think a charming house with a boring door is a sin. This first door is mine.

The more I walk around the Tree Streets, the more I notice the details, like this bunny swinging under a tree, at my neighbor's house.

Like the patriotic star, on a neighbor's fence that is also...

in the planter of your other neighbor.

I also notice little details, like this tin rooster...

This stained glass house number.

This interesting architectural stone carving...

This fun crane...

The colorful "S" next to a neighbor's door (their last name begins with "s").

And like this oriental symbol, on another neighbor's house.

Patriotism runs strong here.

On any patriotic holiday, you can see boy scouts running around putting up flags...

And their mothers following right behind them.

You may think I am weird, but there are a lot of cool fences and walls in the Tree Streets. Here are a few of them.

Children are a big part of the Tree Streets.

There are signs of them everywhere.

Have you ever noticed how many fire hydrants are around? There are a lot of them. Never notice them until I am slowing down, walking around.

One last thing I want to say about the the Tree Streets is this: there is always improvement going on. I like this.

There is always someone making their home better. Like this unfinished fence in the foreground that is waiting to be painted grey like its sister fence in the background.

I can always walk around the neighborhood and see someone making their house look brighter, or...

their yards look delightful. I'm so glad to live here.


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