Rear window

Not much of a photo I admit, but I love the view from our bedroom at this time of night.

As the lights snap on in the flats across the shared gardens and bowling green, I can just make out the shapes of people going about their lives - washing up or talking on the phone or just pottering aimlessly about.

Perhaps one of them is taking a photograph of the flats opposite and thinking how restful and re-assuring it is to see life gently going on, quietly mirroring their own.