New vinyl windows. Expensive, at least for me, maybe a small federal tax credit at hand. Needed on two lower level office windows. On opposite sides of the house, one window faces north, my office faces south.
The wooden frames on both windows succumbed to the elements. The northern office window, formerly the domain of X, was decomposing from the inside out, looked fine at first blush, but a tap or two crumbled it.
The southern window has been breaking down for years in plain sight, a tidy home for industrious ants, and more than a few spider condominiums.
As with all things new, the windows reconstitute the space they occupy. Frames tight, open, spacious.
The northern view for years – closed, musty, stacked, cold white, dark – blinds rarely open. Now terra cotta, busy, open, bright, warm and growing. Two sides windows, two different gardens, capacious views.
Always warm, my office window plays into the gardens beyond it – the secret view behind the gate – timeless even through summer and winter. Larger window, more sun, more moonlight.
No longer dark, decomposing – or occupied by others – these windows will revolve the rooms and lives they touch. Beauty and imagination so long missed, now drives life forward.
New views at ground level. Always a good thing.
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