Since 2001 I've lived on the 22nd floor of a condo in downtown Miami, my home in the sky. I came here from New York with my husband, who had just retired. Three months later he unexpectedly died. So I lived alone here, with my cat Sweetie, for almost 10 years until my recent remarriage.
And the views soothed my soul. From my windows and balcony I can see just about 360 degrees: Miami Beach, Biscayne Bay and the Atlantic beyond, Coral Gables, downtown Miami, and west to the Everglades.
When I seek calm I go to my balcony and gaze out the bay side. I see boats, sky, water, and ships cruising out to the Atlantic beyond.
When I crave stimulation I seek out the view of the city side. Besides the downtown skyscrapers and streetscape, I watch planes taking off and landing, metrorails whizzing by, and the southernmost end of the great interstate, 1-95, which begins in Canada, and which I have driven end to end.
The views from my window have been so important, because they show me the world beyond my own.
The red side of the condo (the rest is white), designed by the firm Architectonica, in 1981. See the reflections of the swimming pool in some windows?
The condo pool below. Note the swimmers in the shimmers.
The offices and condos of downtown Miami, looking north, from my window.
I watched this skyscraper rise a couple of years ago; here, a summer storm behind it.
Storm clouds, northeast, toward the port of Miami. Complicated skies.
A storm arrives from the west over Brickell Avenue -- Coral Gables is to the far south.
A rainbow after storms, over Biscayne Bay and Key Biscayne.
A gentle sunrise, east over Biscayne Bay and Virginia Key.
Vibrant sunset over Miami, stretching west to the Everglades.
Reflections of the sunset; reflections of my life on the 22nd floor.