My window

My window---- I can see the hilltop and beyond, I can see the huge white cotton clouds from here, the trees and the power poles that disrupt my view for further points against the never ending sky. The hill gives me a horizontal length of land where I see people jogging in the afternoons, or an old couple walking to get some fresh winter air. I even see jet trails with reference to the hill.

It's like the sky is on fire with white smoke. And then there is the usual trail of clouds passing by with greetings of rain or snow. But sometimes the window is mean to me because I have nothing to see just the cloudless sky. It's like staring at the open sea or ocean when you are on a boat and you see nothing over the horizon.

This hill reminds me of one hill I saw in the HBO series 'Band of Brothers'. The soldiers walking in single file through the sunset for their next mission, their next command. But my hill provides a much joyful scene.

I like the moving things for best. I can see horses from the farm on the hill; white, black and even dark brown coloured ones. And then there are the crows. Amazing, here I thought that crows were only available in Bangladesh. But I was proven wrong. You can see the crows flocking up to a tree and occupying all the leafless branches. God knows what they do. Maybe chat around. And then all of a sudden you see the whole flock flying off into the horizon creating a black curtain. What a sight! Later on I can see far off on the electric wire poles lots of black dots together. I guess those are the same crows that just flew away from the tree.

The best time is the early morning. Sometimes I can see the reflection of the sunlight on the hill. It's so heavenly. It's like nature is holding one of those big yellowish spotlights and focusing the hill for the rest to enjoy. What an amazing view!

Oh, but then another favourite view of mine is the hill with its snowy look. It's all white and looks so soft and glittery. It's like icing sugar, you know like when it's added on top of a cake. Seems like God has a shaker full of icing and just shook the bottle because all the treetops, the grass, the electric poles and wires are covered in that blanket of white. That's when I feel like rolling down that hill with all the snow.