Garden Windowscape
Nice to look outside from time to time into the garden. Because the lot our house stands on is termed a semi-ravine lot, we are denied the pleasure of looking directly out into our back garden say, from the large glass doors in our breakfast room. They look directly out onto our deck, the gardens being so far below. From the back window, the windows of our bedroom I can look down below to the gardens, but from that vantage point I can see too little of the gardens to be truly an admirable viewing perch.
But from the library windows I can look down at the front of the house and capture a vision of the gardens from that angle, and it pleases me greatly, although I do take caution to block out as much of the opposite side of the street as possible, focussing entirely on the gardens.
Well, that's the back of the house. It's infinitely better from the front. Viewing directly out of the front door, itself fully glassed, the garden unveils itself in varietal texture and full colour, pleasing me no end each time I pass the door. I enjoy "surprising" myself, peeking quickly out the door into the garden, or seeing the colourful flowers stuffed into our many garden containers on the porch, or down the long walkway.
I've even been intrigued enough to attempt to take night-time (perhaps more appropriately "dusk-time") photographs of the gardens, illuminated from without by the light standard sitting on the hardscape in between the border and the beds.
Then too, sitting in the dining room, enjoying meals, we can look directly out into the gardens there. From one vantage point, since the windows are almost floor-to-ceiling, and encompass the entire corner four window-widths, we can look out onto the porch and the gardens extending from there, or look instead in the opposite direction and see the border gardens alongside the brick wall of the garage. Any direction in which we turn our appreciative gaze is certain to grant us a reward.
Truly, outside from the inside is a pleasure in garden voyeurism.
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