Thursday, April 9, 2009

When I look out the window of my second floor writing room, this is what I see. Picture on the right is a little blurry, partly because the glass in the window is 100 years old and full of age swirls. In a few weeks, the water won't be visible, hidden behind a veil of leaves. Every day has its own special reasons to be loved.

1 comment:

  1. Lucky you to have a view like that! And to have cool swirly old windows is just as fun. You must live in an old house? I hope you take a summertime picture as well.