One of my favourite views...

...I know the bars of the window are in front of it, and I should have opened the window to take it, but then that wouldn't be the view I see when I look out the window when I'm lying in bed...

...my favourite view is right in my head anyway...my little daydream, where the building is a barn, and I live in another farm building, and between us, and for miles around, there is golden corn, swaying in the haze of a summer evening.