Daily Mantra: ” A small key opens big doors. “ {turkish.proverb}
I love doors. . . don’t you? They have so many meanings. Open…closed, with windows, or without. When Michael and I moved into our first apartment together there was the HUGE security door in our apartment in the ‘guetto’ of Bangor, Maine. ( I say ‘guetto’ in little punctuation marks like that because the guetto in Bangor, Maine is probably like the subburbs in Chicago. ) Anyway…when I first saw the door and the outside of our very ugly apartment building, I was like…”Umm…we are SO not living hear.” But when we got inside it was a beautiful apartment with wonderful neighbors who would soon become our very best friends. We lived there for 3 years…had Mikki there, and then moved up here.
I love doors…this is the one in our apartment leading the the garage. We have lived here for 4 years. I love the door nob.
These are some next door in the old abondand mansion that sold for $1 a few years ago….
A door could be a sign for something….new…I love this door…#4 is my lucky number.
We loved this door….so we bought it….and its ours. . .
by amanda.b.
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