A view from my window

As I look through my window I see a tree full of dead branches and just few red apples reminding of the Summer. Past the apple tree, there is a row of freshly cut grapevines and just on the right of the vines there is a concrete road leading out of my front yard to the main street.

Across the main street, there is my neighbour's house but it is partly covered by the tall hedge which has regularly been maintained. Lastly, in the distance, I see mountain Medvedica, its radio tower that reaches the clouds and a dense forest that stretches for kilometers towards my house.