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My cat loves to sit on this ledge and look outside the window when it's open and repeatedly checks on me as well. I'm so lucky to have her. In November she had a cancerous tumor above one eye - rare for a two year old. They operated on her and hopefully she'll be perched in our lives for many many more years to come.
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This is an addition on a traditional brick home in my hood ... views of Lake Ivanhoe out the front windows ... I think it has an outdoor kitchen and eating and living area, probably opening to the back yard. Very cool me thinks. Happy Window Wednesdays!
There is always something interesting to see from the window seat.
North Shore Train Line
June, 2022
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Sunrise reflected in Lawton Country Club Windows - Moon setting behind the tree......
Captured in university-city of Cambridge, England., while out strolling and fooling with my Fuji.
Highest Explore position: 441 on Thursday, November 29, 2007
This picture, which I took on one of my trips to Vietnam, also fits into the series "Window in House Wall". Ho Chi Minh City - the former Saigon - offers a myriad of good such photo motifs. I love going on a photo tour in Ho Chi Minh City.
Hard to believe that I have been in this common room at St. Dominic's Retirement Village so many times, and I never even looked up to see this window until our visit last Friday. "Eyes Wide Shut."
"Windows frosted
Summer's sleeping
But I don't really mind
I know that it's cold outside
The world is bundled up in white
I just need you by my side
'Cause I'm warmer in the winter with you"
~Lindsey Stirling
I sit by the window.
Hands lock my knees.
My heavy shadow's my squat company.
My song was out of tune,
my voice cracked,
but at least no chorus can ever sing it back.
I sit by the window in the dark.
shadows in waves
behind the wavelike curtain crash.
A loyal subject of these second-rate years,
I proudly admit my finest ideas
are second-rate, and may the future take them
as trophies of my struggle against fate.
I sit in the dark.
And it would be hard to figure out
which is worse: the dark inside, or the darkness out.
--Joseph Brodsky