In my effort to walk a lot every day, I’ve taken to dipping into the occasional cul-de-sac. There are a lot of them in my work neighborhood, since as I’ve mentioned before, it’s cut up by freeways, studios, and even the Los Angeles River.
This morning I discovered an inviting little path between a house and the back of a studio building (I think). I was talking to Kitty on my cell at the time and when I told her about the little path, I know she was concerned that I might be going into some dark alley or overgrown homeless den. Not so much, Kitty! (But thanks for your concern!)
The path in. How deep does it go? Will I emerge in the next block? Will I find a witch’s cabin?
Oh…it opens onto this little circle. It probable took me longer to read the sign than to walk back here.
The path can’t be half a block deep. But notice the lights on the sturdy posts? This must be even more charming at night. To the left, a fence around a house with no door that I could see. To the left, that big commercial wall, mostly obscured by plants.
The tops of the palm trees. They’ve been here a while.
Looking back toward the street, you can see just how short the journey was. It’s good to take a little leap of faith from time to time.
Thank you, whomever made this place. I’m sorry you had to post the big disclaimer, but I’m glad you didn’t give up on us fellow humans and left this accessible.