thanksgiving20: pretty walks.

I live right behind a small, pretty lake with a trail to walk/jog around. 

That's nice...except parts of it are a little sketchy, 

ie -- don't go at night, 

avoid eye contact with the drunk men fishing under the bridge,
brace yourself for being whistled at by construction workers, 

don't be surprised by the man running in his whitey-tighties, wife beater & sweatband, 

pretend you don't see the people making out in every corner, etc...

Today, Alissa & I went for a walk.
She's an adventurous one.
Instead of going right to the lake path,
we went left and cut through a random trail only to find ourselves on the most adorable street with million dollar homes, trees, kids playing, dogs.
It only took us 3 months to discover, but wow!