House views...
From my bedroom:
South east side. Neighbor's yard. The sand spot would have become our pool. The little brown triangle in the corner near the fence is part of Mom's garden.
South side. This is the house we moved out of, to move into our current house. It is actually basically a duplex; we lived on the other, not visible side.
Southwest side. The telephone pole in the center has a street light. Every night it beams through my window, right into my face. My bed is the same height as the window sill, giving me a great view :\ Frustratingly, the house with the cement paved driveway just past the house pictured to the left, used to have a tree that blocked it! Bastards cut it down.
View through my brother's windows. All we can really see through them is our two huge pine trees.
Northeast side, opposite my side of the room. The pickup and jeep don't move, and in the corner next to the shed is an assload of car junk. *cries*
North side. The Buick in the center is my car. 195600 miles. The white one is my mom's; the blue one is my brother's. The house pictured is the house my mom mows the lawn of every week... it's also the house of the grandmother of the "girl next door" that I went out with a few times.
Northwest side. As you can see, we're rather patriotic, with our own mounted flag hanging. You can see the landing of Dad's ramp, and my sister's Bronco. She's pulling out on her way to work.