windows & doors; views from the inside

Eyemouth Seaman's Mission; the bedroom I stayed in a couple of weeks ago, when Bea and I went to visit Paula. The weather was warm enough to leave the windows open. I awoke each morning to the sounds of the fishing boats; the herring gulls. The sounds of the working harbour.

 Window looking out to Saltaire, from the Mill. Another hot, and sunny day.

 Same window; Saltaire. The sky; the allotments; the railway line.

Saltaire. The wear of the doorpaint; the wonky lock; the tiles.