These days drapes are passe — people want wide open views and especially when they include massive trunks of heritage California Oaks punctuated with squirrels leaping limb to limb in a scurry to gather acorns. So when the realtors of my dad's condo in Rossmoor said the drapes had to go, down they went but it seemed a shame to toss out the yards of fabric.
Hmmmm...expression of chance...
|Lightbulb on Kehoe Beach|
|Chance are...on Kehoe Beach|