Alley searching


One of my secret pleasures when I’m out walking in our neighborhood is to search for alleys, although at this point I think I’ve located, and walked, them all.

Note the profusion of blooms on the wisteria (pronounced wih-stee-ree-ah in the Midwest and more like wih-stair-ee-ah around here) shading the patio of the house at left.


  1. mouse's moom says:

    my neighborhood growing up was a big grid of streets and alleys. It used to be an adventure of sorts to walk the alleys and see things from the back end. Our alleys were not as pretty as that, more often than not big muddy messes.

  2. Sammy says:

    We’re a bit dry right now (not a good sign since March is statistically our rainiest month), but this very alley has quite muddy phases.

  3. Pooh says:


    I love the alley (with wisteria) and all of the winter-to-spring pictures. However the best picture is “the botanist” turning over the garden. Glad to see that the bypass is behind him. Spring truly is the season of renewal.

  4. Sammy says:

    Yes, we’re enjoying the renewal in its broadest sense…

  5. mouse's moom says:

    Actually, I agree about The Botanist!