I think once upon a time this was a dairy factory. I'm not too sure which of the openings were once doors.
Back door and windows of school bus that my granddaughters travel on daily (with clues about the road it frequents)
An old barn I pass daily - with fancy sliding door.
Revolving door at Auckland Museum that my granddaughters loved so much.
If you follow my blog you will know I have this thing about little old churches. Of all of them that I've seen so far this is my favourite window. Windows to me are about looking out, not looking in. And this one has a wonderful view out over graves, a bit of rubbish under the tea tree and over the harbour. It is at Rangi Point in the Hokianga.
But this evening I am tired, very tired (I already said that, didn't I?) and I need to be comforted by the familiar view out of my windows of home.
I need to sit and look at the last rays of the sun as they sit softly on the landscape as the cows wander quietly in to the feed bins.
Sit and look out my window as the day draws to a close
no brilliant sunset, just a slow, gentle ending to a busy day.
I've been very late getting around to the FSO team the past few weeks but this weekend I am staying home, no visitors, and will visit the rest of the team here - after I've had a good night's sleep. Did I tell you I'm tired?