One of my favorite features of Andrew Sullivan’s blog, The Dish, is “The View from Your Window.” Readers from all over the world send in photos they’ve taken while looking out their windows, and each day he publishes one. I love taking a peek through someone else’s window and getting a little taste of what their life must be like.
So I decided to post a series of views from my various windows so far this year (and two taken in late December). These were taken in different cities across the country, and in two cases, the windows were abroad. I won’t say where each was taken, so you can create your own story if you like.
Late December:
Late December:
Early January (not really “from my window,” but you can see some of the view…):
Early January:
March:
March:
April:
May:
May (this isn’t really from a window, but I like it):
What have you been seeing out your window lately?
Oh it’s too bad we can’t post photos in comments or in fact not really because they haven’t hired a window washer at this place for you’d have to guess several years. I kvetched like a madwoman (I was once told you always say “como una loca” in Spanish regardless of gender…turns out not to be attested anywhere I can find, but I like it) to get a window office and I’m actually grateful for it pretty much every day.
Though, in fact, the view is quite ordinary: one pleasant old TriBeCa building I can’t much see into and then New York Law School’s newer building. I watch the kids in class. It’s creepy of me. I’m hoping Thelma Ritter will pop by, and maybe Grace Kelly. In the lowest row of windows I can see the reflections of various TriBeCanadians walking by: students at the law school, wealthy moms with strollers, attorneys, the occasional famous person going to blow twenty-five bucks on a burger at the Odeon…
(I am, for some reason, most curious about March view #2.)
March 2 isn’t Austin, is it?
3: Not Austin, but you have the right state… guess again?
Hrm… It doesn’t look like the parts of Dallas I know…
AWB, think about a famous utterance that came from space: “__________, we have a problem.”
Ah right. It’s been 12 years since I’ve been there. I should have guessed from the palm trees.
Ding ding ding! Give that man a blender!