Bringing Back Sligo

The windows are amazing.  In the front room of the first floor they are at least 8′ tall.  (It should be noted that the ceiling height is a whopping 12.’  I have no idea how to decorate for 12′ high ceilings.  I mean, I have a hard time hanging pictures at eye level…or just level, really, so this will be a personal challenge.)  I won’t even go into the question of decorating the windows and how I’ve sat and pondered over what kind of curtains and curtain rods or shades or blinds or posters or sheets or aluminum foil or whatever we’ll be able to afford when this is over and we’re house poor but we’ll still need to cover the windows.  *deep breath in, breathe out*

About 50% of the windows have broken panes of glass and all of them are in varying states of deterioration.  Mother Nature has also done an impressive job of reclaiming her space and ivy is climbing through the glass that is broken.  Our oldest daughter was particularly thrilled by the ivy through the window and argued for it to remain.  She is quite the nature lover and we would do anything for her but this won’t be one of them.  She also wanted a life-size, mechanical dragon that can fly her around the world which we were, shockingly, unable to deliver so she’s used to overcoming her disappointment in our failure as parents.

I believe we would like to save as many of the original windows as possible.  At the same time, I’m of the opinion that if some of the windows turn-out to be “new” then those should be replaced.  Really the only certainty is that the plants cannot stay.

Master bedroom window.  Photo credit, Johnna Hetrick.