Somethings never change no matter how old

This is the view through my Nana's front door. Ever since I can remember I have always looked through this gap in the curtains on her front door on arrival. Even now she always looks to see if I'm looking through. At one time it must have been a very small face struggling to balance on the door step to see in. Now it's a bigger face bending down to look in (and today a camera trying to blip!)

Here you can see into my Nana's hallway and her figure in the kitchen . The reflection in the glass also shows her beautiful front garden behind me.