Or rather, my house has a mood. I wish I was exaggerating. We shifted to this house last year in June, during the pandemic. We had specific requirements. We didn't know how long we were going to be working from home, so we wanted a good view. After much searching, this is the view we ended up with: The colors of the water change by the hour: It gets spectacular in the evenings: And dramatic when it rains: Not showing off, but this is not a bad view to live with. We hang out on the window, instead of watching TV. And we get amazing breeze from the sea. On most days, we don't even turn on the fan. In Singapore, not turning on fans and air conditioning is like an influencer not going on social media for an hour. Improbable. And yet, we didn't! The problem is, its all dependent on the mood of the house. Almost like the house is a child. A child who has a talent, but refuses to show it when guests come. When we first moved here, we were excited to have guests over and show off ...
A Worm's Eye View..