If there's something on your mind that just doesn't seem to fall into any of the other categories, well, it quite likely belongs inside Joe Finneman's marketplace. Think of it as a general store for general discussions!
I can see that bridge, just not too well. The big building in the background is straight west of me across a stream-type deal. My window faces west, and that picture is facing north-west, and was taken south of my building.
This might help give you an idea which direction I'm facing it from; you can see the big building in the left, near the top. My building is on the right, and looks like a T on it's side with the top much longer then the | part of it:
Another view of the building I can see, again from the south facing northwest:
The sun setting behind it was nothing short of gorgeous tonight
It depends on what computer I'm at. One view is down our gravel driveway, the fence, and some trees. Observe this oldish picture where you can't even see the driveway.
The other is the Allegheny mountains, various farms, fields, and houses.
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The Lord is not slow about His promise, as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing for any to perish, but for all to come to repentance. ♡
Out my grandma's window from the computer room: our shed and a gas can, how lovely..
The big window and the window in our front door are covered so I can't see anything. Then again, the jukebox is in my way so even if the curtain was open I wouldn't be able to see!
i can see the pine trees in front of my house (we sell christmas trees ) and the pond in from of my house (from the other window in my room)
]Lost and insecure, you found me, lyin on the floor... whyd you have to wait?where were you?
just a little late...you found me
The Fray --> You Found Me
Are you right above the trash cans like the Rathbones were on 'Aloha Oy'?
I am.
But in addition to garbage cans, while looking out the window you can see our old cracked driveway leading up to the run-down garage that we haven't used for cars in years. Instead the cars stay parked in the driveway, and if I'm lucky (and it's just the right time of day) the sun reflects of our van's windows and into my eyes. Meanwhile, past my house is my neighbor's house. It used to be brown until a couple years ago when they decided to paint it bright red. However, they apparently didn't like the color too much, but instead of changing it, they just left half the wall red, while the rest of the house is still brown. You can also see their fire escape, wich they use frequently to climb up onto their roof to adjust their four satalite dishes. Past their house is an old tree with more dead leaves on it than living ones.
Now, my computer window, on the other hand, has a nice picture of a palm tree on a sandy beach. It's pretty obvious which one I spend more time looking at.