I love my home town!
It’s small and there isn’t a lot to do (It may as well just be a suburb of Louisville, even though it’s in Indiana.) but it’s pleasant.
In the fall, the streets are covered in orange and yellow leaves, and are quite beautiful, and during the spring all of the dogwoods come into bloom, and nearly a third of the town’s trees are covered in pink and white flowers.
During the autumn we have a harvest festival, which is super duper fun.
It’s far enough south that there are lots of hills (Which I miss severely after moving a bit farther north.)
Most of its inhabitants hate it, but I seriously love the place.