I love the details in these towns built in yesteryear. The attention to detail is what captivates me. The arched windows, the small shops snuggled close together differentiated by their colorful store fronts. Tree lined streets offering shade and shadow. A few years back I discovered my great-great grandmother grew up in Michigan. This adds a special delight, thinking about her carrying on with her life in these very areas which I am very fortunate to visit.
A fairy garden tucked under a big tree.was a happy surprise. One of these days I am going to find a place for my own fairy garden. In the meantime, Bostyn and I made a lovely one in a garden pot. We found all sorts of things from the house that made a perfect landscape for our little fairy. Glass pebbles for a stream, a little mirror for a pond, a small wood bird house Bostyn had painted was the perfect fairy dwelling.
Antiques or Book shops are a definite stop. I can get lost for hours among the dusty shelves. Luckily Mr.T also loves books so we disappear into our own corners for a while. Later we stop at a cute little restaurant with it's original tin ceiling and tell each other about the historical treasures we found in the book store.