When my mother visited us last month, we did so many fun things. We explored graveyards, spent a day at a pumpkin patch, and made enormous leaf piles.
My mom and I share a love for little adventures.
But by far, my favorite thing we did together was spend a sunny afternoon riding bicycles through some of the prettier neighborhoods in my town. The air was perfectly fall, the sidewalks covered in a crispy layer of leaves. We rode slowly up and down the tree lined streets full of older homes.
We admired windows, archways, and brickwork. We discussed Tudor and Colonial and midcentury modern.
And I took pictures of all the pretty colored homes.
That afternoon, pedaling through the crunch of fallen leaves, every mundane side street became an adventure.
House watching is done best from the seat of a bicycle. And with your mother.