Ludwig’s Monday Window Challenge: August 16, 2021

I don’t know if this is supposed to be a representation of Christ or an Old Testament prophet. Jesus Christ is typically depicted with a triradiate nimbus; that is, a hallo that emits three rays from the top and sides. That being said, I think it a beautiful window and it makes me think of God. Isn’t that what it is supposed to do? This is the last of the stained glass windows that I photographed during my brief visit to Lewisburg, Pennsylvania in June.

All of the recent stained glass windows are from the same church- a Methodist Church, at that. Across the street from this temple is a Baptist Church and it too is adorned with lovely, representational stained glass windows. It has been my observation that most Protestant churches shy away from this kind of artwork. Most Baptist churches that I’ve visited, if they had stained glass, it was abstract.

Lewisburg is a small town in Central Pennsylvania. It is home to Bucknell University and a big, Federal prison. It is in the Susquehanna Valley and surrounded by dense, lush forests. While it is a bit remote, it is accessible from major highways and it is far from a cultural wasteland. They have an annual art fair to which much energy and attention is devoted. Besides the University, there is a large auditorium/concert hall nearby in the city of Williamsport. It is a charming place in the Amish heartland. It is definitely worth visiting.

Ludwig’s Monday Window Challenge: August 9, 2021

I liked this window because of the Beware of Dog sign!
I’ve never been to Sunny’s Deli, but I like their signage.
One of the many office buildings that have sprung up in Annapolis since the turn of the century!
I still have one or two photos of stained glass that I’ve yet to post!

Life in Colour Photo Challenge: Blue

I first posted this image on May 10 of this year. I couldn’t resist using it for this challenge.

Life in Colour: Blue

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Window

Princess Pirouette couldn’t take her eyes off of the stained glass. To think that she had commissioned such a work of beauty was almost beyond her comprehension. For five years, starting at the age of only thirteen years, she’d been making payments, now the window was finally completed. She’d made certain that the saints depicted were women, and there they were: Saint Philomena with her anchor and the Blessed Mother herself. Right there above the altar was the result of her devotion. In a tiny corner of the window was an inscription bearing the words, “Commission by HRH Princess Pirouette,” along with the date of completion.

Kneeling at the altar rail, she’d been praying for at least an hour. An untold number of “Glory be’s,” “Our Father’s,” and “Holy Mary’s” had parted her lips and risen straight up to Heaven. Upon the third completion of the entire rosary, she concluded with the words, “And God bless the King, le comte des Deux Chats, Tata Sous-sus and dear Abigail.” As she rose, Pirouette was surprised at how stiff her legs and back had become from such an extended period of immobility. “And God bless me too!”