On the coldest windiest nights, I pin a blanket over the kneeling window next to our bed. I hate to cover it up because it gives me my first glimpse the world outside our house every morning.
But the old window is no match for the wind when it’s blowing from the north.
I took this self-portrait in the window one windy night before pinning the blanket over it. I took a few pictures, some of them were so distorted, I was afraid they’d give me nightmares. I deleted them.
But I like the way this one came out. I like the texture of my nightshirt and the distortion is just enough to make it intriguing.