I am always fascinated by old buildings. I picture the people who lived or worked in them. I imagine the mother looking out the windows at her children in the yard.
These windows were all piled up at an antique store in Washington. Many mixed media artists use old windows like this for displays. I'd love to have one of them.
I also imagine the men leaving for work or going out to mow the lawn. I fell in love with this beautiful doorway during one of my walks.
Such a beautiful shade of purple.
Seeing all the abandoned buildings during my trip has me thinking about the people who came before. I can picture in my head many old family photos with somebody in a doorway. Usually coming out or posing in front on the steps.
Do you have family photos with windows and doors?
Did your family settle near any major rivers? How about creeks or "criks" as my Grandma pronounced it.
Did you ever stand in doorways during storms because some believed it was safer?
Were you told not to go near the windows during a lightening storm?
Write a memory of looking out a window.
Are you a person who locks every window and door or do you tend to leave them open? How has that changed over the years?
What type of window coverings do you prefer? What kind were in your parent's house?
What "doorway" would you like to open?