There is a wonder here.
Different from anywhere I’ve ever been.
The trees are bigger, permanent, filled with life,
And tend to make me wonder if there’s an enchanted rabbit hole, disguised in the crook of their arm.
The houses hold character, each a story, one that involves the sea.
Some are stately and bear the mark of Americana,
While others hold more whimsy.
Our neighborhood is filled with these gems…
There is mystery here,…and I think I love it.