Hidden Valley

Eventually my cousin took me home, after a snapshot tour of downtown (without my camera, ironically). True to form, I went for a walk through the local neighborhood.

The rows of houses in this newish suburb had the usual Canadian garage in the front of the house look to them. Interestingly, all their backyards opened up onto a network of paths that ran throughout the neighborhood, making the back of the house in a way the front. If that makes sense...