My old farmhouse kitchen windows don't open any more. Well, if Mr. Blessing stands on the counter and puts some serious backbone into it, the one on the right will wiggle just a little. Normally, it's not a big deal but as we are planning a huge graduation party tomorrow, it suddenly took on importance. They are frightfully dirty between the windows and the storms. So my typically naked kitchen windows needed to get dressed for the party. Not wanting to sacrifice the light, this seemed like a good quick solution just before bed last night.
What a sweet way to wake up this Summer morning ...to see angel wings.