I Might be a Giant: Tiny Trees through the Seasons
I was never someone that aspired to live way up at the top of a highrise, in the middle of hundreds of other highrises, but somehow that’s exactly what’s happened.
There are advantages though.
Never having to hear someone else’s footsteps above you, built in thrills when standing close to the window, and best of all, feeling like I might actually be a giant when I look out the window at the trees and roads below.
I’m sure you’ve noticed the absence of Spring in my Lilliputian landscapes. Something I’ll be sure to remedy after we make it through the dastardly winter.
Do you live in a house or an apartment? What’s the view like from your window?