We slow down and roll down our windows, exclaiming, "Buy me THAT one!" at each other until we run out of pretty houses. On this trip up north, I was busy reading an email aloud, so I missed the houses. My husband gave in to my demands and made a U-turn, doubling back a few miles so we could yell and take photos.
Here are a few of our favorites. I want to live in all of these:
My Ideal House, with a mansard, big windows,
a sweeping lawn and deep porch. Sigh.
This one is an inn, with Carpenter Gothic detailing
and another great porch.
Another French Mansard. It has a charming addition in the same style,
plus a porch (do you sense a theme here?) hidden behind the trees.
Lush old trees and a cheery color scheme...