Two days ago I saw this groovy trailer parked in a driveway a few blocks away. I had my camera with me, since you never know when you’ll spot something surprising, and I took a photo. The trailer hadn’t been there before. Or maybe it had. Maybe its cheery paint job was new. I tend to notice cars and trailers from that era because I like their shapes. I love the individuality expressed in the swirls of bright colors. Moments like this make me really love my neighborhood. It’s a mix. Some houses could really use a makeover by HGTV’s Curb Appeal. But that’s okay. I like that we’re not 100% polished around here. Our funkiness shows and I embrace it.