“Round like a circle* in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel / Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel…”
*curve within a curve, obviously. My home is my town’s old gunpowder store, and this former storage entrance had one of two double doors removed and replaced with a window. The internal pair act as shutters. Very swish.
(I’ve often considered starting a site to log information about the old store/my home, because so far there isn’t one. Watch this space? The problem is that I live here, and it’d kill the endless joy in people getting lost en route to here (sorry not sorry)).