My own shadow, as I set off to walk to work one sunny morning recently.
The metal steps outside our flat.
I take almost this same photo fairly often, but it’s always good. It’s the view from just outside our front door, four floors up in the air. Yes, we live in the sky. Well, in a top-floor flat (third floor to us, fourth to Americans) and our outside space is a metal platform before the […]
My feet, outside our door. It’s a long drop. I was scared of heights when we first moved here. I’m not as bad with them now.
Ivy growing on the stairs leading home. We live in a flat, accessed by metal stairs on the outside of the building. Ivy is climbing up the stairs even slower than I do.