Monday, September 13, 2010

Where Are The Windows?

Where are the windows? Driving along today, I saw a building under construction. I was amazed to see the lack of windows. The only
glass was on the entrance doors. Does the owner want no one looking in
or no one looking out? Windows are for looking out into our world or
for the world to look in on us. Windows are for the sunny days to
reach in and warm the moment. Windows open up an enclosed area
so one may feel free. Windows let us know that life does go on.
Bring back the windows.


  1. Barbara---I am constantly amazed at what you see and how your observations prompt you to think so far beyond what you're seeing. I tell my students all the time that good writers write about ordinary things in an extraordinary way. You are proof of that.

    Why do YOU think there are no windows? Sometimes I think there is almost a "bunker" mentality going on...Your post made me think of some buildings that have very narrow windows and look almost prison-like in their lack of openings. One of them (Forest Park Community College) was rumored to be designed to handle an "attack." (By who? St. Louis residents? A foreign country?)

    I am going to check out buildings and their windows a little more methodically now...

  2. Hi Barbara,

    What a thoughtful observation. Your posts always get me to think about things in a different way.

    I love looking through windows, although when I look at mine, I often see dust. (smile)

    Sometimes I sit in church and marvel at the craftsmanship that went into creating our stained glassed windows. When the sun shines just right on Sunday morning the colors brighten the church and lighten my heart.


  3. Donna's comment got me thinking in several different directions. 1) My windows in my house are dusty, too. The windows in my car are covered with nose smudges (from dogs) but I don't see them until I am in the car and there are other (non-family) people in my car with me.

    2) Stained glass! The artistry... I had completely neglected thinking of anything other than purely utilitarian windows.

    3) A glass "waterfall." The church where my son went to Boy Scouts is a historic landmark. The windows in the original part are thicker at the bottom than the top, due to the glass "falling" down over the years (the slowest moving waterfall around).

    Thanks Barbara for your original, observant piece and thanks to Donna, for getting me to think outside my box. (Perhaps it is a glass house--a box of just windows!)