A number of years ago, various nieces and aunts were cleaning out the old farmhouse at the family farm. It hadn't been occupied for twenty or so years and was rapidly becoming a hazard as the weather and time took their toll on the structure. When the work was done we divided up the treasures found within and nobody else wanted this etched glass window but me. Probably because it was covered in bird poop and layers of dust and crud. It now hangs in my dining room, I must say that it cleaned up nicely. Colleen's recent photos of fancy frost on her window so much reminded me of my rescued window! Now you get to see it, too!
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