Saturday, November 13, 2010

In and out the window

When I was a kid we learned a game with a song that went
Blue bird, blue bird, in and out my window,
Blue bird, blue bird, in and out my window,
Blue bird, blue bird, in and out my window,
Oh Johnny I'm tired.
I liked the idea of windows that birds could fly in and out of, and I've seen many of those lately.

Windows, doors, and eyes, I'm noticing, are for looking into and for gazing out from.


photo by Sandra Dodd
Pune, Maharashtra, India
November 2010

1 comment:

  1. Did you ever read The Little Princess, by Frances H. Burnett? She describes the little window that Sarah looks out of (from the attic in the boarding school where she lives). It reminds me of the kind of window you are talking about! Neat!

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