who thought

while living in California i have come upon various neighborhoods that i can only dream of living in. 

new homes, beach front property, canyons, piers,

i've seen it all.

but then i went on a walk in Santa Ana, California.

the streets of this particular neighborhood were lined with houses built in the 40's, 50's and 60's.

the sidewalks were paved in 1948

 the neighbors were friendly--even commenting on my bright red scrubs and asking if i was new 

the houses were all different with lots of character. the streets were lined with mature trees and the yards were developed.

i loved it--every house. 

who knew i would fall in love with Santa Ana?