Not so much the VIEW as with other senses, but the fruitless mulberry tree in my front yard apparently has EVERY SINGLE BIRD IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD nesting in it. Around 6am each morning (and around 5-6pm), they just go at it like they're at an Eagle's concert (or The Byrds, or requesting Skynard's looooong song, watching the Cardinals play National Flying League sports). Loud birds, they are, and you can see the branches shaking, too.