One of the neat things about where I live is that down the street there is a small pasture with two horses in it. I think the pasture also doubles as a microscopic apple orchard for the owners (there were ladders braced against the trees last spring). It's quite a lovely little walk. It's right in the middle of suburbia sprawl and beside a busy highway so it's like a little dose of sanity on my way to the train station whenever I putter past.