Room with a View

My kitchen window is a constantly evolving snapshot of the changing seasons. Here it is in fall mode. The vines are turning brown and woody. The fruit is still there but dry, shriveling and falling off. When winter finally arrives the remaining fruit will be gone, eaten by the birds as the last memories of summer. In the spring this scene will turn to green spirals reaching in and around the small squares of the mesh screen with small reddish green buds on the newly vibrant vines. In the summer an explosion of leaves cover the window acting as a natural curtain blocking out the view of the neighbor's house.

There is not much I like about this small crumbling house we rent but this window is one of it's saving graces.