Pics From My Walk

I took Tom for another walk today (that's at least three days in a row, and maybe four), and this time I took the little camera with me and snapped a couple of pics from around the neighborhood. Thanks to the people (unlike myself) who put the time and effort into making their front yards look nice, and all the rain we've had, the place is starting to look nice. Much better than when it was just a huge dust-bowl construction site, anyway.


This is the pond that down at the end of our row of townhouses. Thanks to the recent rains, it's full and the grass around it is over knee high. Sometimes there are ducks and other water birds hanging around, but other than maybe a few water hens, I don't think any of them are permanent residents. Just visitors from bigger ponds nearby.

Some of the streets are starting to look nice and, at least to some extent, lived in. But during the day, the whole neighborhood is very quiet. I guess I didn't realize it when there was so much construction noise, but now that most of that is gone, it's obvious that there's nobody here. Almost everybody is at work, and the whole area is just a ghost town.

This house on the corner (that isn't really a corner) had a lot of flowers blooming in the front yard, and it's right across the street from the green belt that runs along the side and behind our place. While I was taking pictures, the old fella came out from working in the back yard to let me know that the place wasn't for sale. :) I told him that I understood, complimented his garden, and kept moving.

There's a nice little area in the green belt that the city keeps mowed that I refer to as a park. But the boys have all informed me that it's most definitely not a park. As far as Tom is concerned, it can't be a park if it doesn't have a playground. And the other boys have pointed out that it also doesn't have picnic tables, BBQs, or anything else that makes it a park. They say it's just a clearing that nobody can build a house on. Sometimes we walk over there and play frisbee or kick a soccer ball around for a while. So screw 'em. I say that makes it a park.

Another nice, tidy, very quiet street. Maybe because I grew up with no back yard and a HUGE font yard, it still seems kinda weird to me to have a front yard that serves no purpose other than to look nice from the street. But if that's all it's gonna do, I think it's good that they're starting to make them a lot smaller.