Sunday, July 1, 2012
Windows in Hyattsville
Another post from the archive! I've written before about my grandmother's house in Hyattsville, Md. The other day I came across these old photos of her dining room windows.
I took these on one of our family visits sometime in the mid-1980s. My grandmother died in 1989 and we sold the house soon after.
I've always liked these pictures, even though they're not really of anything. They seem very calm and soothing -- maybe because that's how I think of my grandmother's house. She was a pianist, and she was Southern and quite polite, but also wry and funny in her way. She disliked television and would not allow it in her living room. That's one reason her house always seemed peaceful, even though she lived on a fairly busy street corner with D.C. Metrobuses rumbling past.
Today, Dave and I have a painting from her bedroom on our living room bookcases, and her stained glass window ornament sits in our kitchen window, catching the English light. I use her letter opener every time I open mail. I miss her.