I know I'm boring you, but I don't care

After visiting my friend Christy the other day, I thought I'd stop really quick and take a couple of pictures of what makes my town so cool -- well, to me at least. Christy lives right across the street from this tiny little neighborhood that my friend Anna introduced me to years ago (before Christy lived where she does now) and that she so affectionately called the "Gnome Houses." Isn't that what you called them, Anna?

Anyway, it's this little cul-de-sac street of really tiny cool houses all smushed together, all really well cared-for and with nicely manicured lawns and the whole shabang. For Halloween this past year it was one of the streets we went trick-or-treating on, and each house seemed to be very elaborately decorated and totally into the spirit of the day. There is something so cool about them -- but really, a picture doesn't quite capture what I mean.

I took some pictures anyway, but you'll just have to believe me that this little neighboorhood is so cool and quaint and... okay, I'll stop now.