The Red Door

A bleak day here, weather wise and for a dear friend who's back in hospital - another bout with the black dog.

Brand new ward, spacious, bright and with lots of cheerful colors. Not exactly the hotel experience she had been sold but a big improvement.

The red door reminded me of another book related blip I've been meaning to make. Astrid Lindgren's The Red Door was a very special read for our family - despite my son's distress that the children shut the door on all other unhappy children who might want to escape their bleak existence.

Only I now discover the book is actually called The Red Bird

Either way, note that the door is ajar and two smiling happy children will be bursting through it tomorrow.