A bit of brightness before a bit of not-totally-surprising bad news.
Not good enough for a major segment of the approval process = non-reappointment=failure = essentially being fired for, literally, not making the grade.
This view, from a home on Tarrytown's garden tour, is a far more spectacular view than the view of the woods from out humble bungalow. I'd be small-minded and jealous, but the grounds and expense are so out of reach that I'm merely amazed and agog (and besides, our bungalow is lovely and comfy, if not the same kind of knock-out). There's a lot of gorgeosity in this wee village.