the window seat, please ii

I have my modest desk not in the middle of the room, but directly in front of a window. It's comfortable and minus the house next door, the view is fine. I'm in the trees, nose to nose with the squirrels in the oak tree; inspiration washes over me.

The proof of a father-daughter wedding dance 10 years ago keeps me company and reminds me of home. My window seat. Home.

Smiles,