Since my work is mostly based on laptop, phone, papers, and books, I can set that stuff just about anywhere in the house, and sometimes outside. So I get to spend a lot of time next to nature, with occasional forays into it. My office windows look out onto the back yard: some grass, one big plot, the new mulch plot, that rain garden, some wood piles, the start of one path downhill, and the forest looming broadly viridian behind all.
In the office, air comes through the screens, when I open the windows. Scents of grass and birch. Sounds of chickens and flying birds. The occasional cat face, claws slammed against the screen to demand entrance. Breezes come up the mountain and enter my office through the mesh.
(photo from 2007)