The sky is shy this evening, she has shrouded herself in cloud. She shows us little peeks of who she is, blue glimpses of winter sky. The clouds are thick though, she is not in the mood to share her true self tonight. She is tired.

The sunset is hidden, but now and then the sun parts the clouds and shares her beauty with me, glimpses of orange rays break through to remind me she is always there, no one will keep her hidden for too long.

A plane travels below the clouds, where is it going? Who is on it? Are they running away? Going on an adventure or perhaps going home where familiarity awaits?

Below all this is the street where I live. I moved in just a few months ago. New gardens have been planted, families have moved in, tomorrow we will have a street party and meet all these people who are now our neighbours.

Across the street the homes are dark, no one seems to be home yet. It is Friday evening here, are they travelling home from work still? Have they stayed out for dinner and drinks with co-workers or friends. In their back yards and homes their pets eagerly await their return. I see the cat sitting in the window across the street. She is large and ginger in colour. A purebred I can tell, she is magnificent and I think she knows it.

Behind the homes, in the distance are huge gum trees, they are so old that their trunks are thick and interwoven. They are magnificent. Cows graze below them, you can hear them at times. I wonder if they have noticed that so many homes now stand where once was all farm land? The farm belongs to a friend of mine, I hope she doesn’t sell to developers for a long time, I love seeing her cows.

When I was a child I always loved looking out of my window and I would imagine what adventures I could go on, would I find a magical world like Jo, Beth and Fanny in the Enchanted Wood?

As a teenager I had a tree that used to brush its leaves against my window, I loved when it would rain and the raindrops on the leaves would glisten like diamonds. When times were hard I would spend so long laying on my bed looking at those leaves and the stars beyond, and wish I could go to sleep and wake up as a grown up because life had to be easier as a grown up didn’t it? 

It’s growing darker now, the street lights have come on. It is cold outside, but in here it is warm, cosy. My daughters are baking chocolate Brownies to share with our neighbours tomorrow, the aroma is delightful. My son plays happily, and my husband has just arrived home.

I am a grown up now, a mum, a wife, I am not that little girl dreaming, or that confused teen, and although I still love looking out my window I now am much more content looking within. 

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Where are you whilst you read this? What is outside your window?

Thanks for joining me, love Mackenzie xx 

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This post was inspired by Friday Reflections prompt “What can you see outside your window? Describe the weather, the sights, the sounds in the best possible way”

‘Write Tribe

 

 

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