My Neighborhood

  [slideshow_deploy id=’8825′]It will be two years in November, just long enough to love where I live. It was a cold winter night when I first walked up the steps of the multi-family house. At

I’ve always referred to my neighborhood as the Laurel district, but was surprised when a friend who has lived a block away for 30 years referred to it as the “Upper Dimond.” This is a

As I venture out and walk out my front door I see houses lining my street. Eight houses on each side. All are different in their own way, yet similar. There are three palm trees