A few months back, I saw something, and I wanted them so very badly. They are a series of windows made of a combination of frosted and clear differently textured leaded glass. I told the woman that I would buy them. We agreed to meet and then suddenly, without warning, she decided not to sell them after all.
I was very disappointed. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with them.
But when a seller decides not to sell, what are you going to do?
(Hint: Nothing. You're not getting your windows.)
So. I got over it, and life went on.
Yesterday, much to my amazement, I saw them offered for sale once again.
Once again, I told her that I would take them.
This time, she didn't change her mind!
Today, we went to pick them up.
Disappointingly, she'd had them long enough that she couldn't remember when they came from. I love old things that come with their story.
This glass is upside down. It is smaller than the others. Once the windows are aligned at the top edge and spaced evenly, the rays line up almost perfectly.
I like a long narrow window above the bed that lets in light.
That's where these will be used when we build the retirement property.
Merry Christmas to me!