Before moving to Milan, we had seen some snapshots of the views from our windows but I was worried how I would adapt because I’ve spent most of my adult life in green and leafy urban areas.
Of course, I’ve not spent my days with views of the Alps or Milan’s magnificent Duomo, and I needn’t have been concerned about the trees either. While many Milan streets do not have trees or grass, ours has both. The most populous tree is the magnificent plane; its leaves turn yellow and then brown but don't fall off so rapidly.
Our 7th floor apartment is in a predominantly residential neighborhood in a block of apartment buildings. Exceptions:
* on our side of the wide avenue is a gelateria/bakery/bar/snack shop and barber/hairdresser on the ground floor of the building next door
* across the street is a yellow-brick building that takes up an entire city block and is – so far as we can tell – the Milan headquarters of the Italian air force!
Between us and this well-fortified building covered with some pretty fancy electronics is a double row of chestnut trees that reach at least to our 5th floor. The park-like esplanade down the center of the street is primarily for dog-walking, a popular Milan activity, and for parking.
The balcony on the back of the apartment faces southwest (the center of town and the Duomo) and offers hints not only of the trees on other streets, but a special view of a neighbor’s balcony garden, a very common sight here in Milan.
And sunsets . . .
In the fall, mio marito and I typically take a day in the rural parts of Maryland and Virginia to see the fall colors. This year, friends joined us and we delighted in the change of seasons at Lake Como instead: not so many jack o’lanterns but the change of seasons is beautiful in its own way.