Secret gardens are secrets because of a healthy attitude towards neglect from those lucky enough to happen upon them. Being a tracker in a past life (just kidding – maybe) I harbor an unhealthy hyper attention to detail. A seasoned eye that’s quick to notice a broken lock here, a gate ajar there or some reworked barbed wired hidden in a overgrown bush.
After the fire, satellite maps led to the discovery of secret trails which in turn led to unexplored neighborhoods. One of those trailheads is situated in a well heeled community near an administration building that had escaped the latest rounds of modernization. Someone forgot to lock the gate, which made it possible to enter the grounds. Behind the buildings, a stairway leads to a an even older layer of yesteryear. Terraced in river rock, overgrown and with a fountain for a centerpiece. Non-working, the fountain is covered in ceramic work from the Catalina Tile company. The third photo shows an unadorned backside with it’s protruding spout. Perhaps why they started locking the gate to begin with?