Daydreaming At Work

This is what I see when I look out the second floor window at work at the new office:

This area used to be nothing but farmland. I sometimes look at this house and try to imagine the people who dreaded our building going up across the street.

I'm not sure what they use this barn for. I see no animals near it or produce being sold there. Have we interrupted their lives?

Though I ponder the effect of 'progress' from their point of view, I enjoy looking out this window at the pastoral scene. At least if they get sick they can just walk across the street!