Day 353- Stained

Before bed last night, I checked to see what today’s topic would be. I groaned when I saw stain– what an unappealing topic! When I told my husband, he immediately said, “Your father’s stained glass!” I had a good night’s sleep, knowing there would be something fun to photograph in the morning.

My father was a man of many interests- music (he played saxophone and clarinet in a Dixieland jazz group), photography, gardening, wordworking, and, in his retirement years, stained glass. He made the stained glass lampshade that hangs in our kitchen, and one year, he made our family a set of stained glass ornaments. His example of being creative during retirement years is one I try to live up to (although I also like to chill out with a book like my mother, a voracious reader).

Here is a detail of a star ornament made by my dad.