It has been a year when we started working from home. As Pandemic has changed many things, a bedroom became my home office and its window that brings me so much to be thankful for. The room became a space where I have spent a lot of my time here than I could have imagined it. Several days passed by, I have faced a new balance in my life. Working on the projects, joining webinars and meetings, waiting for happy hours, experiencing happiness, frustration, and Zoom fatigue, and even interviewing for a new job-- all of these things and many more are now a part of the memory of the window. A consistent frame that I look through every second of a day recognizes the four seasons and tracks the seasonal changes, the growing nature and species, the transforming colors, the emerging sounds, and the flowing scents. All of these seem primitive, and I took them for granted. But now, all of these are the true meaning of hope to me. The hope I have been viewing through a lens of a window and the generosity of nature. Nature shows me hope and a bright future.