A new day.

By MarkLittledale

The coloured glass.

Many years ago when we used to visit my Grandparents, there were lots of different things to see in their house. I remember that on their front room windowsill, there were many little blocks of coloured glass. I think they had a neighbour who worked with glass and had given them to my grandparents. I loved seeing the sunlight shining through them as they sat there. Some of those pieces of glass went to my Aunt and then subsequently to me. So, here they are!

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