This is my window on the world outside when I am at work. I watch the snow fall on the other side of it. I hear the rain lash at it. I feel the heat of the sun through it. And during my breaks, I look out and daydream.
I wonder if Rebecka is also a daydreamer. She looks as if she might be as she gazes wistfully out of the window, bathed in that lovely light.
I've loved looking through all your window and door pictures. Thank you for sharing them all.
kirstin of fleeting moments
twinkle by Rebecka Bjurmell