Looking out my Window

Looking out my window, the only thing separating me from being trapped inside the confined space of my room and the wonderful openness of the world is a half inch of glass. Looking across the street, I see a house with several layers of freshly planted flowers in their front bed, the grass neat and freshly cut. A tree standing guard with its newly sprung green leaves fanning out from their assigned spots, on the many branches and twigs, waiting for a bird to come and make its nest within it. On the left is the driveway, going steeply downhill to the street.
Looking to the right, I see the next house on the street, the siding looks like random rocks put together with cement used to fill the empty spots. An extremely large and wide pine tree takes up the majority of the front yard. Hugging close to the house is a small strip of dark, begging the owners to plant something colorful to cover up its brown nakedness. Another tree, a maple stands straight and proud behind and a little to the right of the pine tree. More to the right is a driveway leading steeply downhill to the street.
To the left of the first house, there is a line of tall and skinny pine trees, in line like soldiers standing attention the only thing missing is the saluting arm and hand to the head. Next to the line of tree soldiers, in the front yard is another pine tree in the bottom right corner, just a little skinnier than the other one in the yard two houses down. Almost dead center of the yard is an island of shrubs and bushes, all surrounding the guardian of the yard, another maple, this one is also like the one two houses down, but taller with brooder arms reaching out to protect is little island of land. The grass seems to be flawless, except for the few trails of the burrowing moles that were running around all winter to their caches of food hidden among the far reaches of the yard. From an aryl view, the house looks like an upside down L. The corner is facing the rood, and in that corner, there are a few bushes and in the middle, a bird feeder and bird house. There front door is right next to their birds oases in that corner. It always surprises me to see birds fly out of nowhere when they fly out of their hiding spots when I walk up to the door. On the opposite side of the door, there are some impeccable looking flowers with a nice green background of low laying shrubs. This house is a darkish sky blue with the different shades of protective shingles lining the roof.
Above all of these homes is lined with the green of leaves replacing the brown that had been there for seemingly forever. Houses on the next street over are just barely visible between the houses and trees on my street. Only the tips of the houses on the next street over on top of the hill are visible, one an off white color like mine, the steep roof angling downward.
Looking at my own yard from my second story window, I see all of the front yard with a little smidge of the corner of the driveway visible. The grass that I had just cut yesterday seemed to grow back to their original height overnight. On the left side on the border of the driveway are some low laying shrubs, sprawling at will wherever they please. In the bottom corner, there is what we call "The Stick Tree." We call it this because it doesn't have many leaves and the branches are like sticks. The front bed by the sidewalk leading to the front door still has the leftover greens from the daffodils that stopped blooming last week, needing to be taken out so we can put mulch in the bed and plant the new flowers that we got from Ebert’s over the weekend. In the top right corner of the yard, there is a bed with three clumps of tall grasses, surrounded by the low sprawling shrubs that need trimming from the winter. On the edge of the bed there is a blue spruce tree, my parents say that is was only as tall as me when they planted it, but I doubt it because it is now at least 25 feet tall now.
Sometimes during the summer I like to sit on my wide window ledge and just stare outside. The view from my window I think is one of the best in the house. I think so because you can see the street, all the houses, and the front yard from it.