Evening walk trough MacArthur Park, L.A.

         Stepping out of the subway station, the park lay ahead of us, glowing in the dark.

      The lights of the city cast a magical light on the lake in the middle of the park.

     During the day, you can see the trash littered throughout the park.

     But at night, everything becomes beautiful.

       It was early evening, and the playground was filled with kids.

     Back on 6th street, we were walking back to our house on the hill.