Windows

I love the windows in my apartment. Don't get me wrong. They're dirty. I need to clean them, but sometimes I question whether or not I have the "elbow grease" to get the job done. I feel like the dust is caked on from years of using window air conditioning units. I still try. There is something completely satisfying about having clean windows. 

I digress… the thing I love about these windows is their age. The house I live in was built in 1915 and I'm pretty sure these windows are original. They let cold air through the panes on chilly days like today. Days perfect for afghans and records. For reading books that are really old friends. They're warped windows. There's a little… flutter if you will… that makes what you see outside just a little bit off. And it's beautiful. The changing leaves and bare branches are just a little bit prettier because of them. 

I really wouldn't change them for anything (although I would still wish for central heat/air!) if you stop by, please forgive the dust on my windows; I think it's a century old ;)