I like to walk all over the neighborhood because of the variety of architecture and plantings everywhere. There are also some wild spots that have a wonderful mysterious air about them. This broken fence with some panes of glass still clinging to the old wood catches my eye whenever I ramble in Bala Cynwyd. I peek through the windows to see what is going on, afraid someone with a shotgun will appear at any moment. There is a lot of healthy vegetation and some old cars but no indication of why this valuable real estate has been abandoned to nature.