This is out the back in the courtyard. You could seriously be anywhere in the world, Italy, or France. Sipping coffee ... reading papers.
The back wall to the building reminds me of being in the South of France for their Autumn. The colours of the plants creeping up the wall. And the soft light on the sandstone highlighting the deep red of the leaves.
One that had to come home with me. Just till my maple turns and its leaves drop... in my courtyard.
We did the round of the op shops throughout Bowral. We had fun. Between the 3 of us we all managed to find some little bids and bobs to bring home with us. Part of mine, vintage Ric Rac.