Blogger Prompt: Through the Window
As I pad through the den, bare feet gliding across the hard wood floor, I cradle my steaming mug of coffee in my hand and take a deep breath. The crisp morning air creeps through the small log cabin, leaving a trail of goosebumps down my arms. I make my way to the window seat tucked away in a nook, surrounded by a large bay window. The window, overlooking the edge of a tree-lined pond, is the eye into my world. My world. The world that I sought after for so long. The world that I dreamed of late at night as I sat alone in my office, waiting for the sun to come up. The world that greets me every morning when I wake, tucks me in at night, and keeps me company during the day with whispering breezes and a natural orchestra that soothes and relaxes. I drop into the cushioned window seat and pull back the curtains, taking in the view outside the glass panes. The grass outside is wet with dew. The trees green and lush. Wildlife abounds in my little oasis. Squirrels skitter across fallen leave...