We live in an old neighborhood with houses pushing in on all sides. I don't like that part of it. I grew up on 4.5 acres, with the neighbors far, far away. When I looked out my window, I saw trees, gardens, grass, flowers. When I look out my windows now, I mostly see other houses. But I am learning that beauty takes on many forms, and the sun shines (sometimes) no matter where you live.
You can tell how dirty my windows are from the fuzziness of this picture. But if I clean them, they just get dirty again in 3 minutes. Plus, if I opened the windows now, I'd get snow blowing in through the screens.
Happy Wednesday!
I know how you feel. I grew up on 10 acres- not so much- but no close neighbours. I had to learn how to be a good neighbour over the years. Beautiful sun picture, Allyson. You are a really good photographer!
When I moved from D-town with NO neighbors to Bridgeport, CT, I was shocked when I heard my neighbor sneeze the first day. He lived in the next house, but I could hear every little thing! What culture shock!