Tuesday, December 15, 2009
This is my view as I am coming down the street towards home.
So many times I have said to my children, "Just look at how gorgeous that is."
And not just in the wintertime either. All through the different seasons.
One of those times, I was driving with Elliott and he said, "Mom, why don't you stop and take a picture?"
This morning I did.
The view as I leave my neighborhood, most often times, looks like a painting to me. Sometimes it makes me feel like that's the end of the "set" over there ... like in the movie "The Truman Show," where Jim Carey lives in a staged world and his sky is just painted on an enormous dome.
Can that sky be real? Are those mountains really there?
I love where I live.
Posted by Polly Wood at 12:46 PM