Walking Lincolnville

Walked over to a delicious eating venue. On the way we found this hedge of ferns along a fence.

Past this gigantic, yellow building, that, once, may have been a boarding house.

The more we seek out different spaces the more I am realizing that one large piece of art is better than a "gallery hang".

This little eatery was on one of the back streets in Lincolnville.

And that someone would make a rusty old wall into art for art!

The Spanish Moss just hangs around.

This little bungalow, surrounded by green, is charming. Wait until the first week of April, when everything comes to life, to really get the effect of being inside a tropical canopy.

A fixer upper.

A small palace for my little sister-in-law. $320,000.

Where the horses, for the city buggies, were kept.

The last of the cigar factories.

We started on Riberia and walked way down to Lincoln Street. The Freedom Trail, as it is known. So many historical references through this side of town. Martin Luther King walked these streets and it was part of the Underground Railroad in it's time. The houses are just old old.