Funny you’d be fascinated with windows too. I wrote a post last year on these funky windows we had in India growing up, and all my associated memories. Windows let light into our life, literally and figuratively and we owe them so much. Just walking into a basement without one makes me feel gloomy!:) Thanks for the reminder!
Oh Anu thank you for bringing in personal memory and association -- the house I grew up in had old windows with wavery glass so the outside world was slightly warped in unpredictable ways. It was a beautiful effect. A few years ago my bedroom was in a basement, a room with no windows. I'm grateful that is no longer true. <3
Funny you’d be fascinated with windows too. I wrote a post last year on these funky windows we had in India growing up, and all my associated memories. Windows let light into our life, literally and figuratively and we owe them so much. Just walking into a basement without one makes me feel gloomy!:) Thanks for the reminder!
Oh Anu thank you for bringing in personal memory and association -- the house I grew up in had old windows with wavery glass so the outside world was slightly warped in unpredictable ways. It was a beautiful effect. A few years ago my bedroom was in a basement, a room with no windows. I'm grateful that is no longer true. <3