Transparent portals to the outside world, letting in light and views while keeping the elements at bay, often framed in wood or metal.

Lo! Breath of zephyr in thine humble hand, thou art the gentle breeze on demand. In summer's heat, dost thou command, to cool the brow in sweltering land.

I'm perfect and I'm black as night, They throw me but I'm always heard. I set a tent, I set a price, I'm just a five-letter word. From field to tone, from dark to deal, One word, five worlds, what's the steal?

You use me to keep track, but not of the hours. I help you remember birthdays, appointments and baby showers.

this entrance to any house and room without me your surely be doomed