A View from My Window

I took this picture to send to my family back home in New Hampshire to illustrate to them the difference in the Terrain here compared to the Terrain there. I love the desolate beauty of the Desert! I live and work in downtown Indianapolis, so Monument Circle is part of my everyday life, with the picture to the left being my view out of the nearest window.

We were leaving Caracas on the way to the airport and I look out my window and see this! Almost out of my "office" window: Now, doesn't it strike you as slightly odd to see a typical Mississippi-style steamboat on a lake at 6, feet altitude. I wanted a tangible memory of the peace that came to me from this view. This view was taken from the window of a Southwest airlines flight to California. It was my first ever flight and I was very nervous. Posted on Addicted to your blog.

This my dog Lucky Bathing in the sun. I took this picture from my Den. I love taking pictures and when I looked out the window and saw Lucky posing like this, I could not resist taking the sho t. Posted on all kinds of reviews. In the meseum, Renaissance paintings were everywhere.

Attached is my photo contest entry. This photo was taken in Alaska in This was the view from our bedroom on our first day and it was an awesome welcome to an incredible place! Posted on Kastal Grapevine. This photo was taken as I rode in the passenger side of a tow truck. That day the breakdown was the major event and as I rode in the passenger side of the truck I took out my camera and focused on the blind spot mirrors to capture what I saw.. Posted on The BenSpark. This picture was taken from my husbands truck near our home in Granisle, BC.

It was taken because we wanted to show everyone at home that the snow and ice are finally leaving. The dog chester just happened to be there in the shot.. This photo was taken on a drive to town from our truck in Granisle British Columbia. We saw the bears and stopped to take a photo. This Picture was taken out my kitchen patio door window. It is a thirsty baby humming bird. I took the photo because the hummer was around for so long and did not appear to be afraid at all.

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I took this photo from my dormitory's window. It was early in the morning when I was waken up by the sounds of the crows over the nearby trees.. I just can't help but feel the serenity, peacefulness and love brought by this particular natural scene. At the time we were speeding towards the sunset viewing area and the rain clouds broke apart for a second I took this picture from the window of my car as I was going through Oklahoma on my way to a funeral. There is something hauntingly beautiful about a solitary tree in a field.

Posted on Beabo's Ramblings. I took a photo of Congress Street in Boston while sitting in the bus waiting to finally go home. It depicts the street I walk up and down every day and night five times a week to get to work. As tedious as that sounds, it's one of my favorite parts of Boston. Posted on Red Sox Chick. The clouds were moving, and changing colors so fast, it was almost as if I was looking through a kaleidoscope. I would have kept snapping pictures, but the rain, hail, and wind hit like a ton of bricks. Posted on Julie's Journal. My window is the frame of my camera.

That picture was shot in Shanghai at the "3 in the Bund", a fancy restaurant and club. Our friends Beilei and YJ are performing with their Band. From the restaurant, you can access the roof where you have that amazing view of the Bund at night. Posted on Lizhim Over-blog. I stopped at a rest stop and I came out to see this. I stopped as if I was frozen in time.. Tears started to stream down my face Posted on Utterly Geek. The image was taken in my car duh while sitting in the parking lot of the job I had at the time.

I did it to finish the roll and be rid of the crappy disposable camera. Posted on Agents don't do Housework. I took this pic of our kitten Shahiro in the kitchen window after hearing the neighbors dog bark for almost an hour. I had to see what was making him so nuts Posted on My Single Mom Life. Flying in a small Fokker 50 turned my knees to jelly. To overcome my fear I took pictures out of the window!

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Why is the World so beautiful from the sky if we're not meant to see it? Why I took it? I took the picture because it was snowing and it does not often do this where I live. Where did I take it? The picture is actually the view from my bedroom window. This is the view from my living room window I've live in the middle of the Dutch bulbfields for over 33 years and still love the beautiful colorful view of the bulbfield as much as the next tourist!

Posted on The Dutch Files. This was taken from my wife's car on I-5, during a trip back from Mt. I just couldn't believe the clouds. I took this picture from the kitchen door of my uncle's house in Ridgefield, CT. I wanted to capture the moment as it was that magical time of the evening, when the sky was changing and almost glowing, contrasting with the dark bare trees in the foreground. Posted on of travels and travails.

I thought about taking it literally, but hoped a figurative approach would be equally acceptable. The literal view from my window is onto a balcony in an average city in the U. This photo represents a view I'd like to return to. A view that is anywhere, unique to where I am right now.. Posted on Cairo Gal. This is in my front yard garden taken just a couple days ago. Posted on The Frugal Momma. I wandered, bleary eyed, across my living room early one summer morning and caught sight of this mourning dove sitting on my balcony rail, apparently contemplating the view of Holmes Run Park, Alexandria, Virginia.

I took the picture through the sliding glass door. A while back I was sitting at my dining room table watching the snow fall, it does not snow here often. I noticed movement and saw a squirrel moving through the neighbor's trees towards my yard.

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Posted on Grand Gravey. I took the attached picture through a window of a cafe on Brighton Seafront. I love the reflections of the pier in the water. Posted on Andy's Land Of Adventure. My bed was positioned just so I only had to open one eye to see the spectacular sunrise - each day.

Posted on Lisa Valentine. I pretty much grew up on this lake and this body of water means the world to me. Having my feet in this water is much like living the good life. There aren't many advantages to my long and very early morning commute. The one nice part of it is watching the sunrise from my car as I sit impatiently behind a line of cars. I can't help but take a moment to breathe and relax. Posted on The Road Less Unraveled.

I took this photo from my kitchen window, in Suffolk UK. We get some fantastic sunrises, but I've never seen one with such a deep red colour before. The colours change so quickly, you have to be quick with the camera to capture them. The Picture in the right is the National museum of Bhutan Paro Ta Dzong where i took it while i was going to paro town during my trip with friend. I got that picture taken while moving in car and lucky though i got it right with snow covered Mountain Behind making it brighter.

Posted on Bhutan I chose this one because it depicts just how bad my luck has been lately and how things can actually get worse. Besides the Photoshop work is funny too. Posted on Macbro's Place. That's the picture i have taken from the window of my house. It's a very nice rainbow which inspires calm and plenty of fuel for the rest of the day. Posted on Finestrae Mergent. I took this picture from my car window just outside of a small town called Paint Lick, Kentucky. Posted on My Old Kentucky. Posted on The Sky is the Limit. Posted on Us Danes and our Family.

They have never used internet and I told them that I will take their pictures and will be up on Flickr where people from US, UK and the others parts of the world will see. Posted on The Adventures of a Kampung Girl. I took this from my office pulpit, I am a pastor during our recent Missions Conference. Posted on Pastor David Kerr. I took this photo because I have been chasing lightning for a few years now. I live in Hutchinson, Kansas, and we are pretty used to severe weather here. On this night, there were storms in the area, right in my own back yard was the single most extrodinary light show I have ever seen.

Posted on Rebecca Bridges Photography. This collision took place right in the front of the office windows. Tram and car had an accident in the middle of Helsinki city in Finland. Posted on Matti Mattila. This shot was taken on the road in Singapore on the way to the vet. To take this shot, I had to poke my head and camera out the car window while the wind flicks my hair to cover my eyes.

Meanwhile, Kero Nic's dog enjoys the breeze. Posted on Notes from my Heart. Darkness is setting in. While reflecting, there it is, above the smog covering Tokyo City is a reflection of my viewing window. Below is the evidence of our crowded world yet in the middle is a place that survived the changes Posted on My Online Journey. This is my son looking out of his sister's bedroom window into our back yard.

He'd been playing outside all day and was not happy when he had to come in. He loves to stand in the windows and look out. He reminds me of a cat! Posted on Crazy Working Mom. I took this photo from the passenger seat of my mates car in Wellington , New Zealand, we were travelling at about 30kph and his window was dirty, but it's one of my most favorite photos I have ever taken.

Posted on My Paranormal Life. This is the view from my attic window. I love going up the attic and look outside to see the beautiful houses of Amsterdam. The hooks are used for tackles when moving because the staircases are so tiny. Posted on Anne Helmond. I've been enjoying the book immensely, by the way.

After that I'm going to read Belly , a debut novel by Lisa Selin Davis that will be coming out later this summer. The publisher's publicity compares her writing to that of Jane Smiley and Richard Russo. I'm also bringing a couple of nonfiction books: Lipsky was originally assigned to write an article for Rolling Stone about the military academy but ended up sticking with the story for four years.

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The book's premise, which is borrowed from the world of economics, is that the collective choices of large populations of people are often correct, and that it's even possible, by setting up what amounts to a futures market for ideas, to use this effect to predict the future. A good example of this is a futures market where one can bet on who will be elected president. Such markets have been very good predictors of actual events over the years. None of these books particularly strike me as "summer reading," but I'll just be happy that it's summer and that my only obligation is to read.

Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Very clever of The Morning News to do this whole bracket competition with their Tournament of Books, because here I am writing about it again. I can't help myself, especially with the palpable frisson of being tied for first.

In all seriousness, though, I've greatly enjoyed both the write ups by the various judges and the attendant banter by Kevin Guilfoile and John Warner. Vaughn and Niko Henrichon was, as judged by Anthony Doerr , particularly entertaining. The whole exercise has served as reminder, especially in light of recent controversies, that engaging with books in this fun and perhaps silly way can be just as worthwhile as "serious" criticism, especially if one counts among his goals getting more people to read more good books.

Regardless of the merits of TMN's endeavors, though, I am in it to win this thing, and I remain tied with the formidable Condalmo. I fear, however, that I may be peaking early in this contest. The "zombie round" may yet give me new life, but as it stands now, my two finalists, Apex Hides the Hurt and The Echo Maker , are out of the competition. The search for the person who will fill what is perhaps academia's most prestigious creative writing job, director of the Iowa Writers' Workshop, is in its final stages.

Each will have an audition of sorts, which includes a reading, a mock workshop, and a talk on craft. Some friends in Iowa have been filling me in on this last part of the selection process, which got underway with Bausch's visit to campus on February I'm told that the process, itself, is somewhat odd, since it's more of a performance than a way to discern teaching ability.

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During the mock-workshop, Bausch zipped through three stories in and hour and a half, faster than the typical workshop pace, and he digressed from the stories at hand to tell some stories of his own. He quoted some of his favorite works and seemed genuinely passionate about books and the writing life. He said he teaches patience, not writing, and said there are two rules to fiction: Though his commentary was somewhat liberal, Bausch's critiques of the stories at hand were traditional, with specific recommendations about tone and pacing.

For the public reading later in the evening, Bausch read a recently completed, as yet unpublished story, and during his "talk about craft," he talked about memory and dispensed his 10 Commandments of writing, which included - to paraphrase - doing the work is the only thing that matters. Not if it's good or bad, but that it gets done, everyday. Stay tuned for the next dispatch in a couple of weeks. I wanted to follow up on my attempt to review Thomas Pynchon's Against the Day by sharing a few resources I found helpful. After reading the book, which took 23 days, I barnstormed through a lot of reviews, many of them silly.

A couple I found insightful are available in complete versions online. Each of these reviews, in its own way, reaffirms the valuable role the long-form book-review plays, and speaks to the ongoing relevance of publications like the NYRB, the LRB, The Believer, and Bookforum. Even more useful, for me, was a recent phenomenon: Though I still tend to privilege the O.

Where readers of Joyce and Nabokov had to wait years for annotations of Ulysses and Lolita to appear, AtD annotations have appeared online at roughly the speed it takes to read the book. Annotations contributed collectively, and subject to collective revisions, help correct for ideological bias and factual error. Though obsessive decoding of texts can sometimes obscure the richer pleasures of a difficult novel, the wiki, because it's a more casual reading experience than a thick volume of annotations, seems to make frivolous annotation more transparently frivolous.

At the same time, it makes it easy for a novel reader to pause, retrieve crucial information, and then return to the book. The topic was "The Domestic Drama: Novel Form or Formula? Why are we, as American writers, so preoccupied with familial dysfunction? Antonya Nelson called our fascination with stories about family a quintessentially American preoccupation. Family, she said, "is where a lot of our personal battles are lodged," but that those battles, no matter how small and personal, are also political. Silver also argued that stories about family provide a "dramatic rubric"; that is, narratives of family are imbued with desire, conflict, and even, say, an enemy.

Later on in the talk, Bernadette Murphy mentioned a lecture at Antioch University given by Dorothy Allison , where Allison argued that all good literature has home at its center.

Nelson agreed, saying that family is our most powerful institution, and that the home is the most powerful setting for it. She discussed her most recent novel, Living to Tell , in which her main character, after paying his dues to society in prison , must return to his family to pay an entirely different penance - and perhaps a more meaningful one.

This discussion of home reminded me of Alice Munro , who has described her short fiction - and I'm paraphrasing my former teacher and friend Dan Chaon - as a house with many rooms one can wander in and out of, and not in any particular order. I've always loved that. Although the conversation was enjoyable, the three writers also bandied about the usual platitudes about how reading allows us to see the world better, that it expands our capacity for empathy, and helps us to understand our own lives.

I agree, but we've heard such slogans before. Instead, since all three guests were women, I hoped they might discuss the role of the female writer in depicting the home and family. Not that male writers haven't taken up these topics - they certainly have - but, I wondered, are our perspectives on "the domestic" gendered ones?