There is
something absolutely fascinating about glass. I’ve read about how people built
homes with shutters instead of glass. I’ve read about how expensive it was to
have glass windows back in the day. My home had single-pane windows when it was
purchased. Now it has double-pane, should probably be upgraded to triple-pane,
and three garden windows.
Those garden
windows don’t contain gardens, but displays of glass I’ve collected and been
gifted over the years. I love glass and things made of glass. If you asked me
to point out my favorite piece, it would be very difficult because there are so
many I just love, love, love.
Just sitting
here typing, I can look to my right and see the large face candle-holder. It’s
clear glass with an orange center and the face is rather abstract. There’s the
red and orange rooster I found at Goodwill, the green bird with the long tail I
bought cheap in some little antique store and several hand-blown glass bowls I
picked up here and there.
The kitchen
garden window doesn’t contain much in the way of glass, but does have a few
plants and fake orchids. I gave up trying to grow the live orchids after I was
told to STAY OFF LADDERS!!!!
It doesn’t
really matter where you go in my house, you’re going to find glass. There are
birds, fish, vases, bowls, pumpkins, fruit, rabbits, snails and apples. I lament giving Haley most of my apples when I was
downsizing because I thought I’d be moving. I had quite the collection. I kept
my favorites though. There’s the octopus AJ gifted me when I finished cancer
treatment. There’s one of the pumpkins Angie gave me for my birthday. Thor
worked at a florist for a while and I have several glass vases and watering
balls he brought me.
Glass is indeed
my favorite decorating item even though I absolutely hate having to dust and/or
wash the damn stuff. I have my windows cleaned once a year in the spring. That’s
when I haul all the glass into the kitchen/dining room and run it through the
dishwasher twice on the rinse cycle. It sure beats having to wash and dry each
piece by hand although there are some pieces that have to be handled that way.
Next month will
be window washing time, and while the glass still looks okay because I’ve
dusted now and then, it will sparkle and glow during these longer light-filled days in front of the freshly cleaned
windows. I’m grateful for my fun collection of glass, especially when I look at
the various pieces and remember the person who made the gift or the little shop where I found another treasure.