I dropped my son off for his reading lesson in one of the nicest neighborhoods in Berkeley about ten minutes from us. His reading teacher has a little house in the back down a hidden path.
I went for a walk with my camera in this neighborhood, and was surprised to find this gargoyle above an entrance to a nice house nearby. It’s a bit puzzling. This was a big house, with kids judging by the basket ball hoops, very well maintained. The gargoyle seems pretty new, it’s not like it was inherited with the property.
So what is the statement here? Who are these people? I think I’d be scared to meet them…