Last November I did a post about a curved stained-glass transom window in the turret. It was sucked out of its frame during a high wind, and tossed to the ground. I felt sick. Really sick. The poor, poor dear.
The window went off to the emergency room, and ever since a piece of plexiglass has covered the opening. (The large opening below is for a clear glass curved window. The glass was broken, and its replacement is ongoing. In the meantime, this opening, too, is covered with plexiglass, surrounded by black-painted plywood.)
Well, today I am thrilled, THRILLED, to announce the return of the tragic stained-glass! Incredible! It is like nothing horrible ever happened! After reinstalling the transom window, I stood on the sidewalk and joy crept up from my toes and tickled its way through my body before dancing with my brain.
SIDEBAR:
I wish life could be like this.
Something bad happens. And, later, the bad can be magically undone.
Sigh.
I bet that is really going to sparkle at night when lit from within!
I plan to have every stained-glass window lighted from inside at night!
Sexy!
Given how long the house has stood — and how many different ways it has been used — it’s amazing to me that so much of the glass has survived. It was beautiful, it was broken, it is now beautiful once again. Very happy for you and the Cross House today.
I happened to check in on your blog directly on the heels of looking at the news stories of the morning. Your lovely window and the thought of beauty and history being restored in the heart of Kansas is just the tonic I needed!