This is the view out my living room window. In Phoenix, we lived directly under the flight path for Sky Harbor. (And apparently every police & hospital helicopter!)
One day last fall, we realized that we don’t ever hear jet noise anymore. You can, however, occasionally see the vapor trails (or contrails) left by flights from DIA.
In Phoenix, when I looked out my living room window, I saw a little grass, a pool, but mostly a stuccoed block fence. Big improvement!