My tiny town

The most part of the morning was spent cleaning up our tiny storeroom. It's a task that I have been delaying for the longest time and today just had to be it. Three hours later with cobwebbed hair and dust that clung to me like pressed powder, I was finally done.
I then decided to take a walk around the block to our next door neighbor, the museum. This is the view of my tiny town from the living room window. As in most towns in my country, the center of activity would be around the church and usually just a few steps away, would be the town plaza. Most of the families of wealth, in the past century, would build their residences around this area so as to get the best view of all things happening.