Writing prompt: Outside the window

by Eve D.

It’s exactly the right time to be writing about views outside windows, because spring is arriving soon, and the gardens are preparing a warm welcome. I have a big tree outside my window, and it loses all its leaves in the winter. That’s a blessing, because the bare branches open up a tunnel for the rising sun to light up my bed in the morning, just as it is time to get up. It is an unexpected benefit for the chills of winter, and really the only time I will enjoy direct sunlight during the day, unless I seek it out.

But, come spring, the tree is most impatient to show off its buds, and the leaves come fast. I took two photos, only days apart and you can see how fast the leaves do come.

A couple of days later, the green is def starting to show!

However! To coincide with this, the body corporate decided to prune all the big trees, and cut this one down considerably. We will have to wait and see until it is in full bloom to notice the final effect it has on the streaming sunshine.

There is another consequence of the tree, and others in my garden: all my beds are in full shade almost all the time, so it is incredibly difficult to bring in colour and the spirit of spring. It makes me quite sad, since I love planting summer full sun seedlings like petunias. But I guess I will have to settle for impatients. I plan to buy about 200 seedlings and plant them when they are tiny, and nurture them into blooms. That will probably happen in the next two weeks, unless there is more cold weather on the horizon (I certainly hope not!).

Otherwise, the birds are busy building their nests, and I can count six already on our thorn tree. The birds are such a welcome addition to our garden, and they seem to know us quite well. Last week, one came and stole a muffin off the patio table while I was sitting mere meters away, cheeky little bugger. One of my favourite things to do is to put on the sprinklers and watch them all come in for a bath. Sometimes there can as many as twenty. Unfortunately I am not much of an ornithologist so can really only name the weaver, but they all have distinct personalities, and their brazenness is definitely linked to the species.

(May 2020 update: So this is quite sad: we moved out of this house, and moved into one just behind it. And when we left, the landlord came in and….cut down this tree!! Garden trees should never be cut down for no good reason. All the birds disappeared 🙁 Luckily, we have some stunning trees on our current property, and although Lisa does not tolerate any birds on our lawn, she does not climb trees so we have a robust birdlife in the treetops.)

400 words, for 365 days straight. Prompts taken from here. Read my other Writing Prompt posts here.

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