View From My Kitchen Window

These last few weeks, I've been feeling particularly grateful for the lovely view I have out my kitchen window. This is what I've been seeing (on the sunny days) as I wash dishes or brew coffee. This little garden is oh so lovely looking from a distance, but it's really a tangled mess. The lush looking half is peppermint; then we have my attempt at repelling woodchucks: I planted a tremendous patch of catmint and catnip...which cats from far and near come to visit. Actually, I planted it for my cat Mr. Jinx. What you can't see is the little square of paving bricks I put in so he could lounge on sun-warmed bricks in the catnip. Mr. Jinx is gone,but his kitty-spa lives on.

This maple takes the brunt of every storm that blows across our hill. It's been scalped by wind and lost more than a few good branches. I love this tree. For it's perseverance and for it's imperfect perfect beauty.

I am always inspired looking out this window...no matter the season. It makes a chore like doing dishes...almost something to look forward to. .....Almost.