Before I went in I took a little walk. Pictures.
I walked into a street almost in the center of town where no one every goes without living there or visiting there. It was a world of it's own, very quiet and serene. I remember those old pots that were used for boiling the laundry. Suits well as a flowerpot.
Suddenly I saw this old garage with a grass roof and a tree growing there. The tree has planted it self there, I am sure.
