This is the window of a little hut that stands beside a stretch of the Brioude to Puy en Velay railway line. We pass it regularly on one of our walks from Domeyrat, and I don’t usually give it a second glance. It’s a bit tumbledown, with graffiti on the end wall. Here it is in all its glory.
Today, because I was half thinking about this photo challenge, and because of the slant of the afternoon sun, I saw it with new eyes. The dark mysterious interior, the bleached out grain of the shutters, the heavy shadows from the eaves and the Queen Anne’s Lace seed heads in the foreground all combined to make the window a thing of beauty.