(window before)
*Weather Alert: We had 12+" of snow fall yesterday and overnight. The mountains had over 40" of snow. The poor trees are greatly bowed and broken with snow heavy on their branches -- still in leaf. Today will be spent checking on livestock and feeding since grazing is buried. Now back to your regularly scheduled blog post.
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Back in January of 2012 my hubby, dad and sons helped refurbish my 1990s kitchen. This was how it looked when it was done and the wooden window, which I love, always looked a bit out of place to me. I tried lots of window dressings, but it always seemed to just stick out like a cow on a city street. Note the florescent lighting above. It's very dated, I know. It was honey oak. I really didn't want to rip it out and do something totally different because quite honestly, I love the light it provides in my kitchen -- no shadows and lots of light. I thought painting it the same color as the ceiling would disguise it, and it did help. Then one day my CarpenterSon said, "Mom, have you ever thought about painting the grids in the light black?" That got me to thinking and imagining. The next day I painted. I loved it. It got me to thinking about that window. I figured if I liked the light grids painted black, I might like the window grids black too. I saw this photo (below) on Pinterest and loved it and imagined it in my own kitchen. Then I did it. I painted my window.
( After -- window and florescent light)
(After)
I'm pleased. I have another large picture window with the same grids by the dining table. I am considering the same treatment for it, but it's too late in the year to paint it. The temperatures have to be warm enough to really make the paint dry hard and dry well. So in the meantime, I'll just think about it and live with the small, happy progress I made. I found a quote from Nesting Place today that I really love.
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We find rest in the incompleteness of the present moment
as we learn to recognize the goodness of what is,
and as we trust that what is needed for the future will be added at the proper time.
~Sally Breedlove Choosing Rest