Why I Love My Little Town

Well, I've lived in my little town for about a year and a half now and I've decided that I do love this little town. It's small, about 3000 people. There aren't millions of things to do here and if it's after 11, I'm pretty sure there's nothing to do.
Colin and I were talking about our little town on our drive home and I decided that it reminded me somehow of Kansas. I think it's that unlike where we lived last in WA, I can see for quite a distance. There are fields nearby and I hear frogs singing a chorus at night and birds serenading in the morning.
I can see the stars on a clear night right in my front yard instead of having so many lights that the stars disappear. People are friendlier in my little town than in the bigger city. There's less traffic and most of the time, people aren't as rushed.
There's a sense of community that is missing in the bigger city. When the high school sports team is playing most of the town turns out to root for them.
My little town has the best restaurant in the whole world (I know this, of course, because I checked out all the other ones). Not only is it a great restaurant, it's also a bakery and they make yummy gourmet things. I know it's really good because they're only open M-F from 10-3:30. If they weren't the best, they'd have to be open more hours. Plus, they always seem to be sold out of coconut cream pie. One of these days I'll get a slice.
My little town has a cute little barber shop that Colin and Ian go to for hair buzzing. We like to go when the husband and wife team are working, they think Ian is pretty cute. Ian thinks they're great because they give him candy.
I guess my little town is a little bit of Kansas, Mayberry and the Northwest all rolled in to one. What a great place to live.