Peering through other people’s obscured windows. It only takes Bossy a few seconds to write an entire history for the family that lives within.
chicago, july 2009
Peering through other people’s obscured windows. It only takes Bossy a few seconds to write an entire history for the family that lives within.
chicago, july 2009
kristin says
July 30, 2009 at 8:21 amYeah. One of the many pleasures that is now denied to me living out here in the boonies. Then again, I DO have cabbages the size of basketballs in my garden, so I guess it’s an even trade.
MariaV says
July 30, 2009 at 8:24 amI do this all the time too.
KM says
July 30, 2009 at 8:35 amI loved doing this from the elevated subways in Queens. All those people whose lives were so important to themselves , that we on the train knew nothing of. … Gave you a sense of the inconsequential
Philly says
July 30, 2009 at 8:40 amI love looking into others homes. I miss when my kids were small and I would take them out on Halloween. Always poking my head in to see.
Joan says
July 30, 2009 at 9:18 amI love peeking into others’ windows too. The window in your picture makes me want to move in!
janny226 says
July 30, 2009 at 9:45 amI do that too! There’s usually a sinister twist that happens in my stories though. Not sure why that happens.
tj says
July 30, 2009 at 11:47 am…Me too! (said like Monica on tv show “Friends”:o) I love to do that and I even do it to my own home. You know, when you’re outside in the evenings and you do a little peek in your own windows just to see what you would think if you didn’t live in your own house…you know, to see if you like the way you decorate and what others see if they do a little peek…you know? Someone? Please? :o)
…Blessin’s…
heartworks says
July 30, 2009 at 12:52 pmI found the best place for this is the Netherlands. Plus the decor is so interesting. I love these little peeks!
kidsmom says
July 30, 2009 at 1:37 pmBrownstone in Chicago= easy story to write. More money than I have…..
BirdBrain says
July 30, 2009 at 1:53 pmOh, me too. The best is from my sister’s flat in San Francisco on Thanksgiving looking into the surrounding flats – people in their kitchens cooking, well dressed guests around the table. OK, really I don’t have a problem.
Mack says
July 30, 2009 at 2:51 pmWill never forget the time in college some “high” friends hoisted me up to an apartment window and dared me to make faces and yell “ooga booga” to the people inside. They were playing a party game and drinking wine – about ten of them.
Lisa Rae @ smacksy says
July 30, 2009 at 3:56 pmI too enjoy this hobby. I quaintly refer to it as “spying.” Sounds much more palatable than (the more accurate) “stalking-lite.”
Reeb says
July 30, 2009 at 4:00 pmas we all know, twilight’s the best time to do this sort of thing…
delilah says
July 30, 2009 at 6:07 pmPlease don’t peer in our windows. The story would be “good gracious these people must enjoy squalor, and how many unwrapped crayons can one home conceivably hold?”
Ms. Cranky Pants says
July 30, 2009 at 6:19 pmNice snap, Bossy!
Sallie says
July 30, 2009 at 7:03 pmLove to take early evening walks when we’re in new cities or villages — for the same reasons mentioned. My mental stories always revolve around the reasons people settle in any one place instead of any other.
Sometimes my glimpses and imaginings kinda’ make me want to settle down there and sometimes they make me really glad that I don’t have to.
Sallie (home is where we park it).
Debi says
July 30, 2009 at 10:21 pmMe too!
Blairie Lou Hoo says
July 31, 2009 at 1:50 amI DO THAT TOO!