I see the house to the west of me that is being let go to rack and ruin. Falling apart, dog running loose, non-running car in the drive, junk on the front porch, people going in and out. They only understand English when it suits them.
Out the north bay window I see the sidewalk up to the house. Each side has a triangular flower garden with phlox, salvia, gerbera daisies and stella d’oro lilies. On the boulevard is a silver maple with a stone border and hostas around it.
Out the east window is an ornamental chokecherry tree, Russian sage and two Japanese lantern rhododendrons. Farther to the south I can just barely see my husband’s tomato garden.
Behind these is my husband’s spite fence with jackmanii clematis vine on a trellis. I’ve hung a few Mayan-style suns on it to smooth out the spite on this side, at least.
That’s a BIG window.
This…
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My butterfly bush with butterflies and hummingbird moths, and some of the pampas grass next to the bush.
If I choose to look out further I can see the front yard, my truck. the neighbors cars, and a mylar balloon hanging from the power lines.
I seldom choose to look past the butterfly bush.
Since last Sunday when I arrived in Singapore, I see the East Coast Parkway (busy busy road, but I like the hum of the traffic from 6 floors above it), followed by the East Coast Park, then a really gaudy restaurant/leisure park, then the sea, chock full of container ships. So far, I like it.
The fence between our house and the neighbor.
Back yard, planters, cats, trees, grass, dirt, rocks, wall.
Looking out my bedroom window, I see the entrance to Camp Samac, at whose dining hall I threw up when I was in grade six (it was not a good camp visit). If I look to the left, I see a streetlight at my eye level. If I look down, I see the five lanes of Simcoe Street. Yes, it’s a student residence near the University of Ontario Institute of Technology.
San Francisco?
Reminds me of some of my mom’s paintings.
Good fence? Good neighbor?
My Bedroom window doesn’t really open, but when I open the blinds and look out I see:
Bird of Paradise plant right in front of the window
Rest of front yard
end of the court in front of my house and the view into the park next door
Trees, Grass.
South window: directly into my neighbor’s bedroom window.
East window: the tops of other apartment buildings, the back alley, some trees.
Bonus: front living room window: the planes landing at LAX.
I see trees & someone’s driveway & backyard.
My bedroom window is on the side of the house, so I can see into everyone else’s back yards and also the front street. Great for being nosy!
But I’m quite jealous of those of you who live in isolated places, and get to see some nice scenery out of your window…
Front window, flat grass front yard with a few mature trees (pine, maple, cedar, gum), a rural road with no painted lines about 100 feet away, and across the road forest. Side windows, a field for about 150 feet with spruce, holly, and magnolia trees, and then woods.
We have French doors in our bedroom that open onto the backyard. (some owner prior to us replaced the window with a doorway)
So looking out, we see the deck, our trees to the right, our son’s slide and little plastic jungle-gym thing to the left, and further out, our garden and then the back fence.
Mostly the branches of the pine tree that’s right in front of it.
The landlord’s cluttered backyard, then a fence, then the house behind ours. I like having the room at the back of the house (it’s quieter), but the view isn’t anything special.
I can see our fenced in section of the backyard, patio, raised bed gardens, flowerbed, lots of potted flowers and hanging baskets, several bird feeders, the garden shed, with lots of trees and a couple of bushes in the unfenced part of the far end of the yard.
From one window, I see the roof of the garage (currently covered in acorns) and the top of my neighbor’s garage.
From the other window, I see an oak tree, a cedar tree, a pine tree, a street and then a whole bunch of trees and underbrush. Oh, there’s a set of power/phone lines in there as well.
The eastern side of the Sierra mountains, and a fairly nice view it is.