AOTD: chalk art by our neighbors

It is such a joy to come home to a sidewalk (and I mean, the entire sidewalk!) literally filled with a world of imagination. Did I just type that? Yep. I'm officially in my thirties because I care more about dog parks and wholesome neighbors than being able to walk home from the bars.

What a contrast to our uber cool neighborhood in DC where no one would even make eye contact. Granted, I loved living in "The Capitol Hill Historic District", and I miss seeing all that red, white and blue bunting and hill rats walking home in their suits. But in the end it's really no match for having "Smile Land" or "Snake Land" or "Ocean City" on our front walk.

The "Museam"