Finally, on the way home from a basketball game this Winter I spied several old windows for sale in the front yard of an American Fork home. I passed them at first, but my curiosity and longing took hold. My son groaned in the front seat as I maneuvered a U-turn, but when I promised him a fast food dinner he sighed and reclined his seat.
This old window was salvaged from a cabin. It is beat-up and heavy with peeling old paint and caulk. Nevertheless, I love its lines and nontraditional window panes.My husband thinks it looks silly resting there on the mantel. In his mind windows belong where windows belong.
Nevertheless, I've paired it with Suzanne's April plaque attack,
I can see its potential to be transformed with every season and holiday. I just wish I knew how to do it.
What do you think? I'm open to constructive criticism, and I'll try to be thick skinned. :)