The house above Heck Creek is perched on the slope of a south-facing ridge back in a cove so there isn't a long distance view. What I do see when I look out my kitchen window is the hill across the way. I love to watch the changing seasons.
On a sunny morning in late March, you can see the faintest tinge of green on some of the deciduous trees. Looking closely, you can see the flowers on the red maples.
