The View From My Window


One of the little things I’ve come to admire in London is nowhere near the city center, but rather within the confines of my room.  There’s a large window that looks out over a terrace and frames the greenery from a few of the neighborhood homes.

Very often in the morning, I like to sit by my window and read for a little while before I start another busy day.  Sunny or cloudy, the view is always peaceful and quiet.

c.b. 2011