Much of the the city’s Olympic Village is well designed and eagerly celebrated, but there are two pieces of land overseen by the Park Board that are barely parks and hard to spot unless you live in the area.

One is a small patch of grass surrounded by three apartments and a street in the west side of the village. It has no name, but appears as “pocket park” on some city literature. At one point there were concepts for a faux industrial theme, allowing “for imaginative play without formal playground equipment”. 

That didn’t happen, and instead it’s a small unofficial dog park with chewed up grass and some cement to sit on. 

Still, it’s a place for small dogs to run around, and adults to sit down and relax. And that, on many days, is all one needs.