10 April 2012
As I look out of the windows of my room I see lots of things. I see houses, lots of them inhabited by other human beings that could be looking back at me. I see trees dotted about all over, some on people well kept gardens some just naturally where they've grown. Cars on the roads, gliding along not so graciously on their way to wherever they desire. My garden with its trees encasing it. Green grass, nice and short, flowers blooming all sorts of wonderful and bright colours. A dog that I look after, just happily sun bathing in the warmth.
In the distance there is magical hills and moors covered in trees, bushes and luscious looking grass. The hills with many peaks and points overshadowed by the big one; Rosemary Topping, a galactic peak soaring out of the ground and when stood on, a majestic view of the beautiful area that it Teesside.
From my bedroom window, that is all that is visible. There's other things that I haven't cared to mention, but I'll leave them to come to life in your vivid imagination.
The View From My Bedroom Window • Opuss № I