We often hear the phrase, ”The eyes are the window to the soul.” I wonder then if this is somehow true as well for buildings? What truths may live behind these “eyes” we call windows?
Image 1: One of Denver’s oldest standing farmhouses, surrounded by the hustle - bustle of urban sprawl, still holds its own in time. Could that be a tear I see streaming from its eye on the right?
Image 2, 3: If you were mining silver near the small mountain town of Ashcroft, Colorado (elevation 9521 ft) around 1883 and stopped in for a swig or two of whisky here, this might be your view from within. And so, perhaps you might be part of the soul that lives behind the “eyes” of the old “Blue Mirror Saloon”.