This is a different kind of DC alley. . . .   

When I was in the Forest Hills neighborhood of DC on Monday, I glanced down an alley and was amazed at how un-alleylike it looked—more like a country lane than the DC alleys I am familiar with.

So when I had to make a return trip to Forest Hills today, I decided to take a promenade through one of these here Forest-Hills alleys. It was so quiet! And green (even besides the trash cans).  A Crepe Myrtle was in full bloom; A monarch butterfly disturbed the air.

If I weren’t doing this One New Place project, I might do a cultural analysis of DC alleys from one neighborhood to the next. . .  Indeed, I would totally read that book if anybody is so inclined and has a little time on their hands.