Once...

...these brick stairs led to a house high up on the hill.  Just think...now you have the opportunity to build your own house here.  I love seeing brick out here in Los Angeles.  There isn't a lot around.  It always strikes me as very East Coast...which is probably why I like seeing it.  A little reminder of the brick rowhouse I spent part of  my childhood in.

Down the Rabbit Hole...

...or maybe the Hobbit Hole.  I love landscaping almost as much as I love architecture.  So many property lines around here include steep hillsides, which require some consideration before planting.  This one has grown in (or overgrown?) beautifully.  A shady, cool spot to hide out in the Summer sun.

A Wee Bit South...

Finding myself in Venice yesterday, I walked around a couple of blocks...houses from the early 20th century, greenery mature and overflowing, utilizing pieces from the past...

Going Somewhere...

I may have a fascination for stairs.  They hold such possibilities.  You don't always know what you'll find at the top or bottom of them.  Flooded in late afternoon light, tucked into the side of a hill.  If you look close enough, you can see the wear from the years...a dip, a curve...from hundreds, if not thousands of footsteps...up, down, up, down.

Details...

It's all in the details.   The choice of material, placement, colour.  Deliberate.   To set a mood,  a feeling, a mindset.