Streets of Gold
You'd think my little municipality had won the lottery. Streets are repaved every 24 months. Arts and music festivals abound. And a formerly utilitarian park near my home is getting a dramatic makeover. A concrete drainage ditch has been replaced with costly flagstone. Sidewalks have been widened to eight feet. Permanent restrooms and handsome barbecue pits are being installed. There's not much room left for baseball, football and soccer practices, but the transformation will undoubtedly look good on the landscape designer's resume.
4 Comments:
At 9:26 AM, kcmeesha said…
your community just trying to be worthy of the best blogger, that's all
At 11:28 AM, bgo said…
The idyllic charm of living in a village. I can smell the hickory smoke from the hood.
At 11:52 AM, Anonymous said…
Neither Prairie nor Village but damn do we have fine streets and necessary sales tax hikes to line the pockets of Lane$ Development. Yes, we do proudly have the fine blog lineup from Mr. Brownlee but also the constant chirping from Hearne... all in the same Village!
At 5:24 PM, Happy In Bag said…
You guys are killing me.
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