Today I went for a lunchtime stroll and was struck by the fantastic craft & history hidden in this place. Unlike it's more bourgeousie neighbor, Oak Park, the application of color to the trim, railings and facades is much more whimsical. The use of decoration, fencing material, all adornment and space dedicated to outdoor enjoyment is spot-on twentieth century shmorgasbord of kitsch, culture, faith, and americana. Here are just a few examples. Someone with the patience to weave rubber ribbons through an old chain link fence, and another brilliant weathered lady bungalow that is flowering with overgrown shrubbery and trimmed with a delightful coral that is peeling as the years rush on.