Day 8: Window

The window above our kitchen sink, this morning.
Okay, I’ll be honest, for today’s interpretation I was going to try to get all artsy fartsy with the word “window”.  Like “window” into my world or something like that but decided to go for the literal translation quite simply because this is my favorite window.
Our kitchen window overlooks our backyard which thanks to unseasonably warm temperatures, went into full bloom the first week in March.   To the left you can see Johnny’s hammock and that our Camellia tree is completely douching out.
The shamrock hanging in the window was a gift from my Dad and I think of him every single time I look at it, especially as the St. Patrick’s day holiday approaches.  Never a prouder Irishman you’d meet.  The “EAT” sign is really a trivet that I bought years ago and just liked the simplicity of it.  
Sometimes I stand here and sip coffee and just gaze out at the greenery.  Other times at night I do the dishes and watch the fireflies.  Last night I stood there and watched a half gallon of Caramel ice cream go forcibly down the drain with some hot water because this asinine diet of mine is killing me.

3 thoughts on “Day 8: Window

  1. Anonymous says:

    There's nothing better than a kitchen window with a nice view! Love,Nancy

  2. Beth says:

    I was relieved to read that last sentence. You were getting a little sentimental there and I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I kid…mostly.

  3. No fair……I still have brown, dirty snow, with brown trees and brown grass…..I could use some spring!

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