A view of the side of my neighbor's house (which is now deserted since they shipped the 98 year old woman to an old folks home), my "yesterday, today and tomorrow" plant, my plumeria, alamanda and various palms. I enjoy the view out my kitchen window. I can see anybody driving down the street or jogging by. I stand here every morning to assess the weather and decide how I should spend my day.
Speaking of my old neighbor lady, this is her awesome barbeque pit. I have never, ever seen it used, but I love it. It reminds me of the "I Love Lucy" episode where Lucy loses her wedding ring when she's building their pit. This is part of my view when I look out my backdoor and to the north a bit.
I wonder if I could somehow take it apart and move it 10 feet into my yard? I wish, because I know when her house is sold, whoever buys it will demolish it and, I'm sure, the pit right along with it.
Well, that's about it. My views aren't breathtaking. I live in the city. In a neighborhood. At least I don't live in a cookie-cutter subdivision where all the houses are the same and they have no yards. I have a yard and no one in the world has a house just like mine. I wish when I looked outside, I saw green mountains or big open pastures or the ocean or a wild scrub area. But I don't. But what I see is mine and I love it, tall grass, scattered toys and all!