I love windows. I love looking out windows from inside my house, at the sun shining on the snow-covered ground. The cattle meandering in the pasture below our century-old farmhouse and the cats and dog stretching out in the warmth of the sun on the front porch. The trees may all be bare right now, but the view from here is a beautiful sight, even in the middle of a cold and snowy winter day.

I love windows. I enjoy driving down the road at night time as I hurry from here to there, wherever I am going at the time, and glancing at the houses as I drive by. I can see the blue glow of a TV playing something interesting, the warmth of a lamp lighting up a family room full of people, or the glow of a bright light making night seem like daytime on the inside.