Windows, on the other hand, are for dreaming, offering glimpses of the outside world, small segments of what’s waiting for us. Out there. Windows are for looking out of, not into and people who peek into windows often get into trouble for it.
I love to open my windows in the summertime and let in the breeze and the fresh air. Even now, in fall, my windows are cracked open a tiny bit for just a breath of crisp air. I like the cool feel on my cheeks and my nose as I lay under the comforter, pulled up to my chin when I go to sleep at night.
In winter, I love to open the blinds and let the sum stream in and like a cat, I find a sunbeam to warm me.
Kids fight for the window seat in the car, adults politely fight for the window seat on the plane and everyone wants to sit by the window on the train.
|Graffitti covered door, Door County, WI|
|Bodie, CA - Ghost Town Window|