Train Spotting?

Well! Today was supposed to be a chilled day at home! It didn't quite turn out that way but I have had such fun! I went to walk Portly after a relaxing morning with Tilly, but portly did not want to walk. She rooted herself to the ground, shaking, tried to run back home, pulling fiercely on her lead. She has been unwilling for the last few days but could be encouraged, not today, so I took her home. Then I headed out to get photos of the vine turning red and standing out against a house in the village. Then photos of the river as it rushed on the tide back to the sea, I sat for a long while just watching and listening on an unused jetty. Then off to the boatyard to see if the boats were returning now the new owners are reinstating it as a boatyard, a role the previous owners 
discontinued!!! 
This is when the fun really began! The wife of Weaver Man, Budding Artist from now on,  has recently taken over the rent of the railway carriage opposite the boatyard, she intends to use it as her studio and to really concentrate on her drawing. As I drew near Weaver spotted me and called me in to look  and photograph! Well! I didn't need asking twice! I have always loved the carriage, as has Budding Artist,she remembers being 4 and playing in it as her parents knew the owner. 38 years later it is hers! They are both having the best fun cleaning it, laying carpets, buying furniture from a reclaim store in Okehampton,reading up on furnishings of the period. They do nothing by halves and throw themselves into whatever they do with great enthusiasm, skill and flair. The weaver has the garage next door, but is envious of her space and wishes he had not been so impatient at finding a place for his loom! But is equally delighted that she finally has a place to explore her great talents and interests, after years devoted to raising their two children and doing all sorts of jobs for enjoyment, helping others, occupation and independence. 
Well I just had the best fun taking close ups of leather straps, door knobs. The carriage is Third Class, built in the 1880's for the Great Western LIne. It has phosphor bronze handles, Mahogany doors, pitch pine floors and oak walls. In the 1930's it was bought and lived in by the market gardening manager of the land above, then the present owner bought it and now rents it out. 
In between photographing I helped her move furniture and chatted to fellow allotmentor who was painting the carriage roof. He studied photography at college and is looking for a dark room for film he has stored in his fridge! He would like to pursue it more but he needs a paying job - of which he has had many, but after living in a commune he does not do corporate andis ethically inclined! 
The hours flew and it was time to get back to Tilly and start looking at what i had got - it was a grey, overcast day, so I was not expecting much! I am late posting as felt so tired i had a snooze - if several hours asleep on the kitchen sofa with Fat Cat counts as a snooze?
I am pleasantly surprised at what I did get - but I will be going back again and again so have much time to improve which is needed! I think the place may well become my photographic muse! Plus Budding Artist plans the Women Who Walk can have tea and cake there after our next walk! Everyone will be so envious of her space - and I will be even more once she has put more stuff in - as I was photographing more and more began to appear in what at first was a bare space - I kept squealing, we all kept smiling, her most of all.I have also given her her first commission - to draw the feathers Milly moulted and I kept. 

P.S. Tilly a little livelier and eating a little but still subdued, looking into locating more bantams tomorrow.