Yesterday we were driving west, into Hoffman Estates, a northwest Chicago suburb.

Near a busy intersection was a grassy park.  But no way to get to it.  The traffic far too heavy and fast, no crosswalks, and most telling of all there was no one in the park.

Actually, it wasn’t a park.  A faux park.  Apparently created near that intersection for the visual pleasure of those of us driving past.  Looked inviting without any intention of people walking on its grass.

I wondered if this is a characteristic of suburbs.  They are neither city nor country.  Though that’s changing in many suburbs as the distinction between urban and suburban begins to blur.  The faux park in Hoffman Estates seems to express a suburban yearning for outdoor spaces.   But as seen from a car window.

Are suburbs a twilight zone between city and country?