
Remember the old childhood rhyme?
Star Light, Star Bright
First Star I see tonight.
I wish you may,
I wish you might,
Grant this wish
I wish tonight. . .
Well. . .each night as we sit in our living room, we are able to see actual stars in the dark sky through the 1860s hand-blown glass window panes. . .I try to remember to make my wishes on them. . just as I did as a child. . .
Then to my surprise, a simple punched tin lampshade provided stars inside, too. . .reflecting all over the room. . .

Stars inside. . .Stars outside. . .Ste. Genevieve sparkles for us every night. . .
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