April 23: stained glass window... (10 minutes)

...in a wooden window frame, rescued from the big garbage day pickup. Faded green and amber and blue glass tiles with lead frames stacked together, sort of American Craftsman Style. Frank Lloyd Wright is rolling over in his grave; we've gotten to the point in history when such a thing can be found in the garbage thrown out with part of an old trellis, some termite-holed two-by-fours and a drawer from a built-in vanity with a glass knob spinning round but forever imprisoned by a rusty old Phillip's head screw with the + in the top stripped out. It sparkled with its diamond cut surface, like the clear glass tiles in the stained glass window do, even though there is dirt and bug markings and perhaps a drip of off-white paint. The glass is wrinkled, or prismed, or pockmarked. The blue glass tile is cracked, as is the bottom left uncolored one. The lead frame around that corner has peeled away from the wooden frame, or the wooden frame has arched away from the stained glass. Must have been a bathroom window. Too much moisture, too many years of neglect. When someone got around to trying to repair it, they didn't do much more than hammer a nail partway into the frame. There are a couple of half-hammered nails in the frame. Some of the hardware remains in place -- the latch, the arm that keeps the window from opening too wide -- but they're useless without---