Views of the past

By No One on April 17, 2008 in In Her Own Mad Mind

I used to be able to look out any window in my house and see green and trees and grass. Now I look out my window and I see dirt and rocks and flora thats ugly and covered with prickly thorns. Where is the beauty? Where is the green, the LIFE? My hope for the future is that I will once again be able to look out a window and not cringe at the ugliness and desolation as I do now.

While digging around in the bowels of my computer’s hard drive I found a few pictures from where I used to live back east. Now to me, THAT’S a view: