In the porch

Today was taken up with continued support of the clinical team involved with a difficult situation for which there is no immediately obvious right answer. By the end of the day, the team's proposal was accepted. Mixed in with this were things like a meeting to discuss the implementation (without any funding) of a new piece of legislation to compulsorily detain and treat persons with severe substance abuse and dependency. There seems no logic to the situation services are being put into.

So I was glad to head home (somewhat later than usual), where daughter C and her boys were with us for a lovely meal on the deck as the evening cooled and the light faded. Mostly because of a lot of cloud. They left early and S and I packed up and left for the Beach House. We were not far on the way (still in Grey Lynn), when I noticed the sunset. From the only place where I could take a photo, the sunset itself was obscure by houses and/or trees. 

The extra was, therefore, taken looking down one of the roads off Richmond Road, at the clouds and colourful sky.

When we arrive after dark, I turn the lights on in the porch, and tonight, I repeated a photo taken not long after a tiler we found (who had worked with Hundertwasser during his time in NZ) had completed his ad lib tiling of the interior of these nooks in the back of the porch.