Mulberry Jam

I took a walk the other day along a public path that runs through my town of Falls Church. The path is a converted railroad bed, used by bicyclists, pedestrians and roller-bladers. I enjoy the walk partly because it gives a glimpse into the private lives of the town. Since it was an old railway, it passes at the back edge of properties both residential and commercial as it heads westwards out of town. The glimpse of the private is what makes me go back to the walk again and again. There seems to be so much more scope for the imagination there, as opposed to the carefully controlled facades that the same properties present to the street. . . . → Read More: Private Views