Lanes and Alleys

I began to enjoy lanes and alleys when, at the age of seventeen, I moved from the suburbs to a city. Lanes and alleys are honest and straightforward, not much pretention down a lane. Plants which are not deemed worthy of a garden are allowed to grow freely and unhindered in lanes. Vines run wild and engulf walls, fences are often sympathetically built to accomodate existing trees, weeds and garden escapees flourish. Given the choice I will always walk down a lane. You never know what you might find.