When Tiho and I talk about moving, my mind constantly wanders to Brooklyn. It's both familiar and new at the same time, and whenever I spend time there, I find myself thinking "yes, this could be home." To me, it strikes a perfect balance of city vs. suburban living, which is surprisingly hard to find relative to other places under serious consideration.
For now, I enjoy getting lost in my favorite neighborhoods when the opportunity presents itself, stopping only to take pictures of pretty things, mostly of the floral variety. (I'm not predictable at all). Park Slope is especially cheerful this time of year with plentiful pops of yellow and pink against rows and rows of weathered wrought-iron fences and brownstones.