I've joined the Marchphotoaday Challenge along with Mama Tink and some other bloggers. Basically, every participant posts a picture of a specific subject for each day of the month.
Today's subject is "window":
Please ignore the junk piled on the sofa, but this is
my view of the world from my living room.
Here's the list if you'd like to play along with the March Photo Challenge, too.my view of the world from my living room.
Through those lace sheers, I can watch the world go by. Well, at least the part of the world that drives up and down the hill in this semi-closed community.
I never fully appreciated the view until my Mom became wheelchair-bound and would come to visit us for a few days every few weeks. She always asked that we give her a clear shot to wheel over and sit by the window during the day while we were both at work. She found the view "stimulating". She lived with my brother and his family at the time, on a dead-end street where there was really limited traffic and her view from the window was mostly the hedge across the street with just a glimpse of the house beyond. Occasionally, she'd see a car go by. By contrast, there was a tremendous amount of activity she could see from my window.
Recently, I was reminded of the exciting view we have. (Yes, there is a touch of sarcasm there, but just a touch.) Our next door neighbor, whose front window faces the same view, commented on being able to see so much more from our house. Momentarily, I was confused and then realized that the hill rising steeply between our doors and the street is much higher in front of his house. His colonial has a living room that is flush with ground level, mine is higher as we have a split foyer. He sees his own front yard and grass when he looks out. We see our entire court and the street and houses beyond. It's all in the perspective, isn't it?
A FB friend put it all in great perspective this morning with this statement:
Recently, I was reminded of the exciting view we have. (Yes, there is a touch of sarcasm there, but just a touch.) Our next door neighbor, whose front window faces the same view, commented on being able to see so much more from our house. Momentarily, I was confused and then realized that the hill rising steeply between our doors and the street is much higher in front of his house. His colonial has a living room that is flush with ground level, mine is higher as we have a split foyer. He sees his own front yard and grass when he looks out. We see our entire court and the street and houses beyond. It's all in the perspective, isn't it?
A FB friend put it all in great perspective this morning with this statement:
A good life is when you assume nothing, do more, need less, smile often, dream big, laugh a lot and realize how blessed you are.Yep, it's all in the perspective.
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