Blue Window

A corner of the former train station building in my neighbour village, now owned by the village and used for smaller events like birthdays (if you want to spent the money to hire it).
Leaves us commuters standing in the rain while we wait for our trains (for many years now). But at least I remember what it used to look like inside.
And who was working at the counter when the Deutsche Bahn still could afford that (it was a long deceased dear neighbour of mine).

19:55; 10°C