Shuttered Windows

There is something about shuttered windows … something secretive … something mysterious.

There’s a hint of romance …

 

… and more than a little whimsy.

But  best of all, shuttered windows take me back to my childhood days. I remember standing behind the shutters of my  great-grandmother’s house, on hot summer days, and looking down on the street below. My great-aunt used to tell me that it wasn’t good manners to hide behind the shutters and eavesdrop. But I was four years old and did not pay too much attention to etiquette.

For me it was just a game. Hiding in the shadows and watching … listening. Did I learn any secrets? Perhaps. Will I share them with you? No …  that would be telling. Go listen at the windows … shhh … perhaps you’ll learn some secrets too.

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