Of Weathered Windows and Dreams

When you see a weathered window, do you wonder about all the people who have gazed through the glass?

What did they daydream about as they stood inside, sheltered and confined, and sought visual escape out into the world of light?

Some looked out on gardens, trees, rivers, fences, bridges. How a mind can meditate and dream at the prompting of any of those.

These windows live in a house built by a lumber baron, a man who knew and loved the wood that frames them. They are nine decades old. Imagine the generations who’ve enjoyed the view of lawn and oaks through these portals.

Herbs were dried along the top of this one, adding spicy fragrance to the cheer the senses of those who lived in this house.

Windows not only allow us to see the wonders outside. They also let the light in. Even before electricity, natural light coming in through glass could brighten your day.

We all need to dream — to look outside the place we stand and imagine. We all need windows, literal and figurative.

How about you? Are your “windows” clouded, in need of cleaning so you can dream more easily? Or is your life full of light and hope?

Photos of historical homes are from Greenfield Village in Detroit, well worth a visit!

Linking up with This or That Thursday, Sweet Shot Tuesdays, Communal Global and Texture Tuesdays. Photos are edited with Kim Klassen’s textures Feliicty, Evolve, and Laura.