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My husband and I , with our dog, Tate, moved to Buenos Aires, 8 years ago. Life has never been the same since ~ Back in the USA ... life is still not the same !
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Monday, February 21, 2011

The View



So , how is the view from your home ? Do you see trees? Flowers ? Other homes ? Nothing but hills, sky , ocean, fields ?
We see the apartments across the street.
Luckily, the apartment buildings are old and beautiful. We have a nice Plane tree outside the window. It often helps me pretend I am in Paris.
I like the view right now, but in winter, with no greenery, it can be a bit dreary, even if the buildings are beautiful.

I daydream of homes with views. Not so much about the interiors but what you can see from the windows.
If I were in Paris, it would most likely be all about the Eiffel Tower.

When I was in NY, it was the back of the building, so there was a garden and space and air between Us and the neighboring buildings. I could see sky. That was enough for me, then.

When I lived in California, my home was on a hill.
I could see the Hollywood sign from my kitchen window, I could see the neighbors lemon trees from my living room window, I could see the roses outside my bedroom window.

When I lived in Portland , Oregon, I could see Whole Foods, I could see Mt Hood and I could see the West Hills of Portland, I could see Rainbows .

I am starting to think I need a change of views.

6 comments:

  1. When I lived in Germany I looked out onto open farm land rolling away towards the Teutoburger Wald (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teutoburg_Forest).

    Now all I see is brickwork and one palm tree that has seen better days.

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  2. Today I feel like your palm tree :)

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  3. I hear you, sister, oh how I hear you! I am continuously grateful for my view of the sky from every room here in my apartment in Boedo. Otherwise I couldn't bear how far I too am away from the view of the Hollywood sign that I used to have from my backyard.

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  4. I see mountains and wet dogs............are you interested in a trade?

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  5. I see a parking lot and a view of the other terraces in the buildings across - broken up with some Crepe Myrtles, scattered palm trees, towering Pines and green grass... and my friend walking her Teacup Yorki-Poo named Monster Eugene (they live next door)... I dream of such a city view in your photos!!!!!! ♥

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  6. cherie, we will console each other over the loss of views from days of old :)
    Anony, mountains and wet dogs doesn't sound that bad ... a trade sounds fair.
    Sabrina, I would love to meet a tiny Yorkie-Poo named Monster ..

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