Walking down Lanark Road in Markham feels like flipping through a well-worn family album where every corner holds a memory. That stretch near Unionville isn\it\culture. On my evening walks, I count heritage plaques on century homes with wraparound porches, then spot sleek infills where young architects have squeezed daylight basements onto narrow lots. The real intrigue? How original owners who bought bungalows for $18,000 in the 70s now trade gardening tips with crypto entrepreneurs renovating next door. That friction creates something special – block parties where pierogi recipes get swapped for vegan bao secrets.
The ravine behind Lanark Road is where the neighborhood exhales. Follow the dirt path past the crooked oak (we call it the \it\– waiting to see who caves first and clears their lawn. And winter? That\signs that occasionally appear? They linger longer than elsewhere. Because leaving means untangling roots that have grown deeper than the sewer lines.
That ravine path behind Lanark – is it true locals leave painted rocks along the trail? My daughter found one with a tiny ladybug last week and it made her month
How kid-friendly is the area really? We\re considering moving from downtown but worried our teens will be bored without the city buzz
Any insider tips for the Unionville farmers market? I went once and missed out on the good mushrooms by 8:15 AM
Could you expand on the school dynamics? Hearing mixed things about catchment zones shifting near 16th Avenue
The heritage home vs new build tension is fascinating. Any advice for renovating a 1950s bungalow without angering the old-timers?
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