My couch is positioned to look out this window and it appreciates it. I can tell, because it welcomes me with open arms to join it. My morning meditation time is spent on the couch. On this particular morning, the snow began falling just about day break. Slight flurries drifted on occasion and as the incense stick burned down i would open my eyes to discover the changing scenery. Each time something new presented itself--little chickadees darting in and out, scratching for their morning meal; large Stellar Jays bullying their way to the feed; a sideways snow flurry; a bit of sunlight peaking through.
Without a concern, care or comment, the window frame held and revealed it all.