I think if I were ever to live right in the center of town I would want it to be in a neighborhood such as this–beautiful, historic Newport. If it weren’t for the telephone poles and cars, it would have felt like we stepped back in time. I love Colonial architecture; Jesse laughed when I told him I subscribed to Colonial Homes Magazine for the longest time (wish it was still around) but seriously, if it were a toss-up between a Storybook home and a Colonial home it would be tough choice for me. I know I sound like a broken record but I wish I had taken more photos on this trip. Please don’t let this measly handful of photos fool you–there is so much more to see. My favorite bits were the tiny alleys tucked between the homes, the quaint cottage-style gardens, but most of all the paint colors! I’d love to see more in-town restorations like this rather than the cookie-cutter homes in urban sprawl, wouldn’t you?
Ok, so technically that center photo of the stone gatehouse isn’t in the historic downtown section of Newport but on that long drive where all the fancy mansions are–I just couldn’t resist including it because look how awesome it is! Next post is one you won’t want to miss, fellow rose lovers. On our way home we visited the oldest public rose garden in America. Wait ’til you see this…