I know this view well. As I sit at my desk, this is my view. Tree - whom I photograph so frequently - is just out of frame to the left.
"Why is this special?" you ask. "What is there to linger over or to savor?" Perhaps there wouldn't be normally, but I'm retiring soon. In four months, and after forty years, I shall no longer have a desk on campus. No more priceless view. I think I described that view best in Window On The World. It is inspiring.
This particular morning there was a magical fog over the athletic fields, reminding me that I'm a fortunate man. Life's been good to me so far.