At the last minute, as the blueprints were being finalized, I asked if there was a western window in the cooking area of the kitchen. There wasn't. A quick shifting of overhead cupboards and this to-ceiling window was given a place.
Our Swiss builder felt that the window was out of synch with the rest of the house. "All the windows should line up perfectly from outside," he maintains. But ours are all different heights, and I like it that way. The Swiss mentality does not leave a lot of room for depth of field.
An afterthought, the window corner is the perfect place to stand, stare out at my neighbor's lovely home and let my mind roam. In our old place I was wont to spend time on the rooftop, hanging out our sky light: http://www.gallimaufrylife.blogspot.ch/2011/03/there-is-time-at-end-of-day-as-i.html
And I found saying good-bye to that little hideaway more difficult than I had thought. But the week after we moved in, daughter was brewing a cup of tea for herself, heating the water and selecting a bag, when I saw her pause and stare beyond the hedge.
"This window is like your sky light, mom."
And all is right with the world.