Striped Light

The sunlight, streaming through the pergola, through the window, gives my curtains a new pattern: Stripes.

Open Windows

Finally, it has been warm enough to open some windows.

Letting in the warm air, listening to the chirping birds, brightening and freshening the house; it’s a good thing.

A wrinkled snow blanket speckled with glitter
Indented by the feet of children
A winter white scene through gauzy white curtains

A window on an old building, paint peeling away, pane shadowed with age.

What weather has been endured? What conversations have hidden within? What scenes have been seen through this window?

This is my entry for this week’s photography challenge: Window

There’s nothing like a fresh breeze wafting through an open window…