Windows are everywhere. Through windows my eyes have seen some of the most spectacular things. Losing my breath as I stared out my hotel window at the high towering mountains in Innsbruck Austria. Melting into a childish wonder when I first laid my eyes on the holiday window displays at Lord and Taylor. Or always being drawn into the caramel popcorn filled windows at Dolle's on the boardwalk.
We walk by windows every day. They become a part of the mundane. We stop looking in. We pay them no mind. Yet for me.... maybe it is the child inside.... I love windows. The Mark Twain window of the warm pie cooling on the ledge and the tempted young boy who just wants to devour it. The picture of home as described by Lonestar in their song "My Front Porch Looking In." The stained glass windows in churches and cathedrals that remind us of long held religious truths. I adore windows.
Windows make me look up. Windows cause me to look in and deeper. Windows help me to look out and beyond. We all need an adjustment in perspective from time to time. We all need a different view. A move from the confines of a cubicle toward a look at the ocean as it spills into the horizon. A break from the computer monitors glow to grab a glance at the super moon outside. I continue to learn from windows. Not all windows are the same. And thank God for that. So much to discover and to reflect on. And as I learn from the windows I pass by, I look forward to letting you take a peak inside.