there's a vase on my window ledge. i often sit and watch the clouds dance along in the sky thru the vase. these are reflective moments in my art room when i'm trying to find a bit of inspiration -- a rhyme for a poem, the perfect color of pastel chalk for a collage or the answer to one of life's mysteries. it's a view i love and never tire of seeing; it's ever-changing and tranquil.
what do you see out your window?