If Liz has chocolate mousse, I'm on my way!

From the place I have my computer, I can see the top of a very ugly evergreen. I can't bring myself to cut it down. Sometime before I moved here, it's main trunk had been destroyed, and one branch now seems to be trying to take over and is around 10 feet above where the trunk was truncated. The lowest branch practically comes right out of the ground - I think because people built the ground up quite a bit when they put the road (or my house) in. The branches slope upward gently, and are great to sit in if you don't mind pine pitch and poison ivy. The birds love it, though, and there's a pair of cardinals that spend a lot of time in it, singing. My neighbor says it's ugly and I can't argue, but I've never seen a tree like it, so misshapen and feral. It's survived so much bad stuff to look the way it does that I don't think I'll ever feel I have the right to chop it down.

From my kitchen window, I see the houses of neigbors across the street and the street itself. Directly across from me, the woman has lovely, huge gardens and put a pond in last year. At night, I can hear the water running down her little "waterfall" and the frogs. Out in back is a bit of weedy ground, then woods. Sometimes I see the neighbors' cats hunting. A couple of weeks ago, I looked out a window to see a family of turkeys walking around like they owned the place. The nest is out in the woods somewhere.