Antique Glass Windows

I love strolling through small towns. Looking at the building’s structure of long ago. There is something almost whimsical about it to me. Ah, the stories the old bricks could tell, and the quality of workmanship that went into these structures.

I found the site I want to open my store in. It’s a building from the mid 1800’s, but, of course, not built to accommodate all people like that which is required in today’s building plans. The place I like is on the 2nd story of the building and still has the old glass windows in it, ripples and all. My question now is, how would I be able to accommodate those who may be in wheel chairs or walkers? The stairs are not too steep, not a lot, but they are stairs, just the same.

There are also a few other available ground level store fronts down this strip, but the rippled antique windows and the fireplace hearth almost whispered to me, “this is where you belong.”



By Yarn Zen Fibers

Many years ago, I was outside playing kickball with the neighborhood kids. My grandmother called me inside and quickly informed me that "Young ladies do not play with boys!". And she sat me down beside her and taught me my first set of crochet stitches. I do not recall my age, exactly, but do remember I was still in my single digits. Today I am very much grateful for her passing this skill down to me. It has saved my life in so many ways. I have used it as physical and emotional therapy more times than I can count...

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