I took this photo in Mendocino when we were there a few months ago. I love windows. They have a real appeal to me. I love what I see looking from the inside out and I love what I see looking from the outside in. Windows have a real metaphorical appeal to me also. What I see, what I am, what I do...I can always find the answer in a window.
I photograph windows everywhere I go. I never realized that before a few months ago though. I have been writing a book (it was prompted by NaNoWriMo) and I realized that there have always been windows that have figured prominently in my life. And then I realized that I also take photos of what I see INSIDE of windows when we are on vacations or on day trips. Think of that phrase: window shopping. How apt!
Enjoy your Wednesday everyone. If I don't get over to visit your blogs, it's because I have no internet. That's one disadvantage about having satellite for internet. I'm sure they can see me but I can't see them (or my blog).
Ha! I've had days like that, where I think the rain will never stop. Maybe it will turn into snow. Or do you not get snow?
ReplyDeleteWindows are fascinating and are great for symbolism in writings. What is your book about?
smiles. neat ark...i think part of the appeal of windows is that transparency, which is often lacking otherwise
ReplyDeleteThat darn satellite! I have satellite tv and experience the same thing...although there really isn't anything on tv except for shows that give the crackpots out there more ideas on how to murder people. I too love windows...on houses though. I especially love when I find ones that have the older glass panes...ones with all the ripples on them.
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear you're being bombarded with rain...might be better than snow though!
Have a happy Wednesday. Hugs!
Haven't seen anyone with an Ark and animals but I thought I saw a guy eyeing the driftwood on the Mokelumne River the other day.
ReplyDeleteDriftwood floats you know.... and the rain is coming...again.
And about your penchant for photographing windows. Windows reflect life. That's a great metaphor, especially for a writer.