Not any window

Standing still near a window behind which you’ve spent part of your life. That’s what I’m doing here, in the garden of the oldest house of Vandoeuvres. It’s the small window of the outhouse on the right, between the two trees. It evokes memories of ten happy years with my companion and her young daughter. Seeing the window again 17 years later makes me feel melancholic.
Photo of the week: Our window, Vandoeuvres, Switzerland 2022

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