We strolled under crabapple trees in full bloom:
We walked past immaculately kept houses. The wraparound porches and gingerbread-y millwork made me squeal with joy:
Most Chatham houses are variations on the gray cedar-shake/white trim look:
But every town has its rebels, right?:
Lilacs--almost impossible to grow here in Los Angeles--were in full bloom:
Naturally, I was attracted to any oddball sign we came across:
Is that thing on the right supposed to be a dog? Where is its tail? Where are its ears?
(Locals told us this sign means "There are lots of people around here; so watch out!)
At first The Hubby and I thought this said "Accommodations for Articulate People." I would've loved that! But it actually reads "...for Particular People":
This is the Chamber of Commerce. It's the size of a child's lunchbox:
I saw a group of teenagers with skateboards hanging out just to the right of this group of buildings, desperately trying to look cool:
I felt sorry for them: It must be hard to come off as hip and edgy and gritty when you live in a town that looks like the lovechild of Hello Kitty and Martha Stewart.
I mean, even their garages are cute!:
Even their mailboxes are beautifully decorated:
There was so much picturesque adorableness, I had to put my head down between my knees a couple of times.
Cute overload? I didn't think that was possible for a woman with 3 pugs!! Looks like you had a fantastic time!ReplyDelete