Two Views from a Window

My neighborhood is a pretty area with its big, old houses, mature trees, and small town retail feel. There are many occassions during which I have looked out the window in the office and I spotted something nice, a silhouette of a tree, a hue.

In May:



Stripes of an Afternoon

Sometimes it's the faint bands of a rainbow; sometimes it's the budding fires of a new day.

In November:



Before Sunrise