Neighborhood walk

When I woke up this morning, my right knee was hurting for unknown reasons. So, instead of stressing it by running, I decided to go for a nice walk. I ended up finding a really charming little residential neighborhood very near to where we live, characterized by adorable houses and lush, tree-lined streets. Fortunately, I had brought my camera along, so I was able to photograph the surroundings! This is what it mostly looked like, which is just astonishingly beautiful to me after 4 years of living in the desert among cacti and sand:


I saw lots of bird feeders, but only one squirrel feeder. This lucky squirrel has a corm:

Apparently, rogue golfers are a big problem around here:

(Apparently they not only discourage golfing here in Ypsilanti, they also don't believe in the Oxford comma. [disapproving frown])

Finally, most of the yards around here seem to be landscaped, and this results in some beautiful (though probably non-indigenous) flowers!


For whatever it's worth, my knee hurt a lot more right after the walk, and then sometime in the middle of the afternoon, abruptly stopped hurting at all. Seriously, knee? Make up your mind.