This is the view from my kitchen window. I love seeing only the tops of houses. It was my favorite thing about city living too – dwelling a few floors up, no ground in sight, only rooftops, windows and sky. like being in your own almost weightless world.
The trim around my window is white (Dover White, by Sherwin Williams to be exact) yet during daylight, it fades into charcoal shadow. My brain knows that it is still white, but my eyes challenge me to see the true relative color against the sunlit vista. I had to keep convincing myself to let my eyes lead, to push back against my head (like the schoolyard bully it can be) and go back for more pigment. Sometimes you just have to ask your brain politely to leave.