Some of the pictures I snapped were not officially in the tour.
This artfully decorated heap of sod anointed with Jesus sets the tone for the afternoon.
Buddha...serene as ever.
Cherub on a window sill.
Composition: Mirror, Rosebush, Pushmower.
Lily is probably one of the oldest residents of Georgetown.
Her yard is a sea of seedums.
I couldn't resist the Carleton Avenue Grocery and stopped in for an ice cream bar.
I spied my friend Rachel in this charming farmette...her daughter Rebecca and her husband nurtured this plot with care.
Beekeeping, chickens, vegetables.
Follow Rebecca's blog: Planes Trains + Vegetables.
I'm a sucker for a red door.
This house is for sale on Flora Street.
The only gnome I saw. He was a miniature little guy the size of my palm...
The feeling of this neighborhood was so nostalgic. I felt that I had gone back in time to 1962. There are other little plums to be discovered in this industrial working town.