My husband just bought a garden gnome for our front yard. The gravity of this aesthetic decision cannot be overstated.
I grew up in a snobby New England town that looked like the love child between Norman Rockwell and a boat shoe — streets packed with hulking colonials wearing wraparound porches and tire swings swung over the branches of ancient oaks.… Read more
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