The view from my office’s window. It’s spring now, so through the wide window I can see a couple of cherry trees, growing on the right side of the company's premises. They’re waving, blown by a spring cold wind, which is still cold. Sometimes a few flowers fly away from the waving branches. The grey, humid, concrete in front of our manufacturing site, as well as the wooden pallets stacked in the front to be used with a forklift, are covered with pink and white petals spread around. Not really a romantic view, to be honest, but for sure a weird and unusual one. The company is settled in a village at the very beginning of the Alps, so from the window I can see the small mountains around here, covered with forests, lightened by the sunlight. It’s still the very beginning of spring, so the chestnut and oaks trees in which this mountains’ side are covered, are dry and colourless after the winter. From here I can see also a few houses, part of the local village, and a small parking lot full of cars. I can hear the church bell ringing, a toll for 1pm, but from my seat I can’t actually see the bell tower, which is a little bit further on the right. This village has a nice, silent, round based Church with an high white tower, but to be honest I can’t remember who this Church is dedicated to. I pass there sometimes during lunch break in summer and stop for a while: sitting in it’s surreal, chilly, silence the hot and the noises coming from outside seem like things from another planet. Finally, on the mountainside, I can see a big old and ugly house, with creamy colour painted walls, brown windows and doors and a sad regular rectangular shape. It has a pine tree, probably a larch, on the left side of the front and a tall telecommunications antenna, that’s probably used for mobiles connection of this area.