It's odd finding pictures of the house you grew up in online. The house has been changed and modernized but the bones are still there. This is the weather vane I remember and the window of my old bedroom. However, it looks quite naked without the ivy that used to creep into every window.
And this looks out of the (vastly changed) front door at dusk, across the fields, the blue light unchanging.
It still makes my heart miss a beat.