What's outside my window

depends on which way you look. This way it's our neighbour's plants tumbling picturesquely over the wall. The other way it's brambles, ivy and a lot of self-sown rampaging. In between is the wondrous apple tree which provides me with breakfast each morning for ten months of the year. I am now down to the last pot of apples frozen from last year's crop. This year's will start in July.

What's outside my window.