Did You Ever Walk a Wall?

When I was young (very young), a wall like this was an open invitation.  It never crossed my mind, that a fall might result in a break, a tear, or worse...the wall was there, so I had to walk it.

I can't drive by one of these, without remembering how much I loved to walk a wall.  It didn't matter if the wall was full of character...

or if the wall was more functional than pretty...

Sometimes, higher walls were scrutinized, and thought better of, but most walls were fair game.

I found these walls on a drive through the city, and they took me back. Gotta love the city streets, the road less traveled, and walls.