Looking out my window

In the 200-year old room of my house that I call my office, I sit facing two tall windows, and I look out through these windows quite a bit.

We have had a lot of rain, and now I see lush green everywhere. The tulips and daffodils are gone, and the rain and the wind have taken off all the blossoms from the magnolia trees, the crabapple and other flowering trees. Of course, it is time for the fruit trees to have to drop their blossoms to make way for the fruit.

But why do magnolia trees have to lose their blossoms, I ask you?

Sometimes, as I look out the windows, I have optical illusions. For example, there is a limb cut off a huge fir tree. The stump of the cut limb sticks out about five inches. The other day, because of the wind, leaves on other branches adjacent to this limb were going wild. For a moment, because of the movement of the surrounding leaves, the lopped-off limb looked like a cat!

I have also, on occasion — just for a moment — thought someone across the street was walking a dog when it turned out that he was pushing a lawn mower.

Well, some things cannot be explained!

Just now there must have been a squirrel that was hidden by the leaves. I saw a only a small section of magnolia leaves doing a wild Bo Jangles dance!

What do you see when you look out your window?

Posted by Gloria on April 30th, 2010 under these topics
Purely Personal, Godwriting Journal

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Reply from Beverly Herman on May 1, 2010

Dearest Gloria,

When I think of you every day I picture you there in your lovely enchanted garden, your little piece of Heaven on earth. I’m sure the many Angels who live there with you are as happy as the trees, plants, buds, blossoms and sweet birds and critters who bask in the love that surrounds and sustains them in your garden.

When seated at my desk I look out my window and see a pond and an oak tree surrounded by pink Azalea blossoms and orange Aloe blossoms. Often I see Big Bird Blue the Great Blue Heron, or Woody the Wood Stork, or Little Pete the Snowy White Egret or Edgar the Great White Egret, looking back at me with great interest and curiosity. Thirty or more White Ibis’ stop by often to sun themselves outside my window, but they don’t purposely look in to see me as the other birds do.

These magnificent birds are pure love. How else could they have evolved into such beautiful beings that can fly, if not for their desire to reach God and the Heavens and to spread love over the earth? I believe winged migration has as much to do with spreading love as climate change. When I see one of these amazing birds fly in and land I feel a wave of love I know could only have come from God.

Reply from Gloria on May 2, 2010

Beloved Bev, you certainly don’t make any mistakes about what you see when you look out your window.

“These magnificent birds are pure love. How else could they have evolved into such beautiful beings that can fly, if not for their desire to reach God and the Heavens and to spread love over the earth? I believe winged migration has as much to do with spreading love as climate change. When I see one of these amazing birds fly in and land I feel a wave of love I know could only have come from God.”

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