What a lovely house. With my love of history, especially the Victorian/Edwardian eras, I love seeing these and picturing people wearing the period's clothing walking through those very doors and cleaning those very windows and sweeping those very floor boards. It'd be fun imagining imaginary friends running though the halls, too.
When I was up in Bellingham, WA a few weeks ago, we drove by a street called "Wilson".
I don't think it ended with "Way", probably "Dr." or "St.", but it was still pretty cool. There were some old Victorian houses in that area too.