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From where I`m sitting now, I can see the backyard, dustbins, clothes line, and the back gate which is wide open, because if we move it, it`ll fall over, cos it`s a bit broken, waiting for a handymanwho doesn`t seem to exist. Then beyond all that, I can see the front of the house across the alley behind our house. If I was in the front room, which I wouldn`t be because it`s my daughter`s bedroom, I`d be looking at the river, well, canal really, and thinking what a mess all the parked cars have made of the bank.

I have used this is an exercise for a Creative Writing workshop! I know it off by heart.
I look out onto a group of restored medieval farm buildings from 1600, an arable farm even today with some lovely ancient trees in the farmyard.

Sitting with iPad on my lap, facing north-east by north, I can see the top halves of trees (ash, sycamore, ivy-clad), lit up with evening sunshine, sky (blue, even!), a little bit of hilltop on the far side of the loch that I can see glimpses of through the trees.

Like that number! You made me laugh there! (It's the way she tells 'em)!

Bushes,a conifer,doggy doo,to be picked up,car on the drive. My flowers which are all dying,doggy doo,and flowers will be seen too in the morning before it gets too hot

From the family room window I can see at least 2 dozen shades of green,
the grass, the plants and at the end of the garden over the fence a wall of trees just gently moving in the breeze. Why is it this is always the best part of the day.
Forgot to mention the toys scattered on the grass and the bike stood against the wall, oh and the rocky horse looking at me with its beady eyes through the window... must need fed again

Opposite my sitting room, in the gap between the houses, I can see the tops of the huge trees in the fields and they are silhouetted against a pale crimson sunset, which looks beautiful.

jeni and soop I would love to be able to watch the sea.

Oh glammanana you do make me feel homesick. I love where I live now but I do miss the Wirral.

Right now I am gazing out from my front window on our Leaning Tower it's the focal point of our village. All that remains of the church of St Chad the knave having been demolished because of subsidence in 1977. The village pubs are busy tonight and I can see people sitting outside the nearest one, children are playing in the churchyard. Everywhere looks so green and lush even in the fading light.

With the dusk the bats arrive not so many now as the severe winters we've had have decimated their population.

It's dark now so I can't see much of our back garden, which is grass and a veg patch, a large walnut tree (devoid of nuts this year due to cold, wet spring), an apple tree and loads of very blousey perennials. Oh, and sheds. Himself is a three shed man.

On the hand, out the front the club opposite has a group playing tonight and as it's a hot evening there are people sitting out with their drinks chatting and it's all very sociable. (The club has a strict stop and lights out time of 11.30). Love it.

from my upstairs computer room window I can see almost to the end of the road.The road is full-and i mean 'full'- of houses that are too large for the plots of land so they look as if they are all squidged together. Originally they were bungalows or small houses that fitted the plots but as soon as a bungalow is sold the owners decide to make it into a three floor house. The land in front of these houses has been concreted over and there are 2, 3 or 4 cars on each drive.We have been in the middle of a building site for about 6 years. Never mind,I have a lovely magnolia grandiflora Exmouth in the grass in the front garden and it has lots of enormous white, lemon -scented flowers on it.

From where I am sitting, the first thing I can see is a telephone wire with a Kookaburra sitting on it, then there are lots of roof tops and in the distance I can see the Pacific Ocean and if I look very closely I can see my SIL on his surf board (just joking).
If I were at home I would see the Firth of Forth, Inchcolm Island with its Abbey, and on the other side of the River, Edinburgh Castle, Arthur's Seat and Hillend ski slope. Oh, I feel quite homesick at the thought

Hunt, your magnolia tree sounds beautiful.

In fact, as Marelli doesn`t seem to believe my description, I`ll take a photo of my view and post it on my profile tomorrow!

From my window I can see the grass needs cutting, the roses need pruning, the 'water fester' (hey thanks iPad that's a far better description than water feature) ' needs cleaning as its dripping green slime and the DGC toys need putting away.

This thread makes me think of a favourite book of my DC and now a favourite with the DGC, its a bit battered now, but I think it will last for the DGGC.

Here's a little baby, one two three.
Stands in his cot, what does he see?
Peepo. And what does he see?

Is it Janet and Allan Ahlberg? I love their books! I feel like the baby, I'm still lying in bed looking out over a garden that looks like a jungle and it's still grey and wet. Pity anyone who is camping in Devon or Cornwall this weekend.

Love this thread!

sook, where I grew up in N Lancs the parish church was St Chad too. Never heard the name anywhere else till you mentioned it.

It is grannylin

I can see the forested hillside across the road. A pair of little cottages has been built in the field immediately before my block of flats, but as I am on the second floor they don't impede my view. My balcony is angled so the view is down the valley. I have an even better view from the landing at the back of the flat - a very steep slope with a forest on the crest. It is especially beautiful when snow covered (which is often for about four months!)

That description sounded really lovely Greatnan until you said the S word. Four months of it! It's not the stuff itself or even the cold, it's having to wear all those clothes and the long nights and the effort of getting from one place to another.

Bit different from our view of the social club and car park. The band were playing Dire Straits when we went to bed. Sometimes it feels really weird laying in bed with people chatting so close by. Always have to remember to check the curtains!

Lovely this morning though, Sunday, all quiet except for the church bells.

All I can see from my window at the moment is trees and shrubs. Beyond, across the brook, there's one especially handsome oak and various conifers plus a huge birch in which magpies nest. Closer, I have a red maple and a weeping green one, three rowans and two ornamental malus which have shed leaves far too early this year. The variety of foliage among the trees and shrubs is especially pleasing, but much pruning is called for. From where I am sitting, I cannot see the weeds, but I know they are there.

My office is at the top of the house and has a Velux window in the roof. I can see patches of blue sky and gently moving fluffy clouds that have shaped themselves first into the shape of a husky's head, then into a hamster, then a sleeping cat with its tails wrapped around its paws and finally into lion with a huge mane. Quite a zoo.

Wales has gone it's sad and murky! So much for drying washing outside!

In my school song
To mercias ancient kingdom came
Long years ago
St chad whose name
We hold in veneration!

The friary school Lichfield where he preached( the town, not the school!)

Immediately outside my kitchen window is my kitchen garden, with pear, apple, plum and olive trees, strawberry beds, blueberry and gooseberry bushes and lots of pots of rosemary, chives, sage, rhubarb and parsley, interspersed with snapdragons, lavender, ferns, clematis, honeysuckle and other climbers, rockery plants like aubretia and stonecrop and a beautiful hydrangea that is totally out of place - dominates the garden. Then, there is a row of outbuildings in which I have created a potting shed/cold frame, and there's another hidden garden behind there that I can't see, but is situated in the woods, where there are some ancient oaks and many different British trees in which I often see tawny owls roosting.

I'm going to have a Velux window put in the loft, convert it to a sewing/bed room, and I'll be able to see over the outhouses to the hidden garden, which just has bushes and stepping stones through the meadow grass at the moment. Foxes tend to hang out there as they don't get disturbed.