Through the window pane

Today's photo is a little epic for me. You see, I only get to see this once a year.

During the yearly Qing Ming Festival, the temple where my grandparents ashes were kept only open public access to all urns at this timing.

And every year when I visited my grandfather's urn, I always looked down at this very window, wondering if anyone was still staying at this very house because it was all kinds of rundown, which was pretty rare in Singapore. Last year, I did see a lot of stuff around but it seems all cleaned up this year. So maybe they had moved.

Still, I am mighty happy to be able to capture this memory!