Again, a post on windows. There's something about windows in other nations that fascinates me. It isn't just the color or creativity, although that is a biggie with me. But often as I walk down the streets of towns and villages, I wonder...
"Who is behind that window?"
"Is there a mother tending to her children? Are they playing while she prepares their lunch of cabbage soup and black bread?"
"Perhaps there is a grandmother...
