Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Other People's Views


I rode with my husband to return a lawn mower he had repaired. As I waited for him to unload the mower, I was thinking what a beautiful view these people had as they headed out from their home. I loved the way the trees met overhead. So of course, I wanted you to see it too.

This has been a good week. It has been HOT, but I'm inside with the air conditioner. My poor husband and son have stayed outside doing all the work. I was hoping my husband would take a break, but he keeps on working.

My granddaughter is coming home from Hawaii this month. We are all looking forward to seeing her. My daughter is planning to have us all come to the beach to welcome her back.

Life is good!

7 comments:

Mari said...

This is a gorgeous view~! I'm happy for you about your grand daughter too.

Ms. A said...

No views like that in my area. Nice!

Pen Pen said...

It is a very pretty view and I hope the owners appreciate it. We take things for granted when they are ours. Like I used to do everytime I drove over the bridge in New Bern. :o(

Pat said...

That's how my street looked when we moved here many years ago, I loved how the trees met in the middle of the street. Now? They were diseased and most were removed! Over the years they've been replace and are looking better, thank goodness, what a disappointment!
Enjoy your time with your granddaughter and family...how sweet!

no spring chicken said...

So you do that too? Everything is a picture isn't it? Not only do I think about what other people are seeing, I'm thinking about what other people SHOULD see. I hope that everyone appreciates their view...

Blessings, Debbie

Renie Burghardt said...

Oh, beautiful view! I notice things like views and unique houses and buildings, etc. all the time.

Enjoy being with family and granddaughter. What could be better than spending time with family? Not a thing.

Meggie said...

That is a beautiful view! How green and tranquil it looks.
You will be thrilled to see your granddaughter and family.
Hugs XX