Small window, big world

Out my window
The pink and blue haze of the setting sun casts a glow over the landscape
Streaks of color reflect the last rays of the sun
Pockets of purple dot the sky

Out my window
The leaves of the trees obscure everything in the distance
Creating a smooth sea of green leaves
The color green is defined in all the different leaves and needles
Blue-green, forest green, pale green, dark green and many more animate the yard
The bamboo grows tall, reaching for the sun
Though there are no pandas around to chew it

Out my window
My beagle sniffs around, searching for scents in the grass
Trying to find the elusive groundhogs and woodchucks
Baying his successes for all to hear

Out my window
The rocks of the old foundation poke their tops out, covered in dirt
The oldest things in the yard
Where once was a farmhouse, now is a pit
Clovers and weeds shoot from the dirt
Rusty pipes stick out into the air
Begging for the water that no longer flows through them

Out my window
Rafts gently make a spiral circut in the pure blue of the pool water
The gray basketball hoop seems out of place
The artificial plastic is highlighted against the ancient brown trunks of the tree
Two squirrels chase each other in the branches of the old tree near the house
Two holes can show squirrel heads that make the dogs crazy
Chittering reaches my ears

Out my window
The old green shed is the roost for a pair of jabbering red cardinals
When yesterday morning doves spent times there
And years ago a wren laid her eggs
In a shelf near the tools rarely used

Out my window
The brown tiles slant upwards to where my hand rests
On the cool tiles that earlier were blazingly hot
A hotbed for ideas
When I need to be out in the open
I step out of my window
Onto my roof
Into the world