She pulled the curtains after opening the windows, the vision outside was no more charming. Just a week ago, open window meant birdcalls, a bird or two hopping amongst the leaves.
Now the vision is delightful to neighbours, at-least those who removed those ghastly trees that so tormented their fine sense of beauty… to enjoy the garbage littered on that plot.
Let them enjoy, indulge in beauty of garbage.
She was never much fond of littering, or watching garbage dumps.