Here is the third installment of glass photos from my home. These are glass pieces that I find both beautiful and unusual.
Lots of glass. In fact, when I really looked closely, almost every picture had glass either as part of a picture or as the primary focal point for a shot.
I’m trying to use newer pictures, so all of these are from August or at the earliest, July. It was astonishing how many pictures include glass in the picture, from little bits to great sheets of it.
Glass. It’s how come your house isn’t dark all the time!
Rock damage to windshields is so common that sooner or later, it will happen to you. If you drive, that is. Usually, the worst part — for me — is a sharp bang on the windshield. It sounds like a bullet.
Sometimes you see the damage immediately, but often, it takes a day or two to show up. After it arrives, it will creep along the window, starting as a little ping with a few rays, then inching its way up the glass until suddenly one morning, you realize you don’t have a choice. You need a new window.
I don’t know about every state, but both here and in New York, the glass people come to you. They will replace your windshield in your own driveway.
The last time we needed a replacement, the people next door drove the same car as we did. Ours was silvery gray and theirs was maroon. After replacing the glass, the guy called my son and said he was done.
Owen asked him what did the car look like and he said it was a 2007 Red PT Cruiser.
“Dude,” Owen said, “I’m sure they’ll be pleased, but that’s the neighbor’s car.”
Our neighbors are not very neighborly and never said anything, though surely they recognized they had a new windshield. We got a new one too.
Moral of the story? Check the license plate number before you start the work.