Last Friday we met our three sons and their families – plus my mom (who drove from western New York) – at Greenfield Village , near Detroit. The village is a collection of transported and refurbished historical homes and buildings. It was a very hot and humid day, but a delight to all be together before our youngest and his family head to England for a few years. I didn’t realize how many window pictures I had taken until I got them on my computer. Here are some of my favorites. See if you can imagine a story to connect with the windows, because I can’t remember whose window belongs with whom.