The view from the register at the shop where I work part-time is lovely, especially when the sun shines fully into the front windows.
In both bump-out windows, variously sized, multi-colored blown glass balls hang. I can't help but be cheered by their infinite variety of colors and patterns. Imagine waking under a ceiling-full of these, as the grandchildren of a devoted customer do.A fairyland of delicate shimmering light.
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