The barn where I am currently farmsitting has the greatest doors to its entrance. I caught these two at the right moment:)
Walking around my parents neighborhood at Thanksgiving, I came across this neat church. A stone plaque built in the corner of it said 1920, so I assume that is that date it was erected. Again, my eyes were drawn to the doors of the building.
I loved everything about these doors! They seemed strong, yet inviting. I guess that seems the point of doors on a church. To invite people in, but to keep the unwanted evil out.
The building had all these great details, like the windows above the main door.
It was castle-esque…..if that is even possible.
On an addition, were some more great doors. These seemed more inviting than the main doors to the chapel, maybe because of the glass. You can see both ways, which is interesting for a door…..to me anyway. Most doors, like the entrance, seems to keep people out. Funny thing, doors. They have multiple purposes and meanings……my fascination continues!
Y’all know my obsession with doors. They are fascinating to me. You can open one and it leads to someplace new, or you can close it and stay right where you are. They keep people and elements you don’t wish to see out. They are mysterious…..
So, I take that love of doors with me everywhere. I try to notice details about doors that one normally wouldn’t. This Thanksgiving, there was a definite common theme in my parents neighborhood in Richmond, VA. Almost every other house had a brightly colored door, not just your typical brown or white. Here are a few of my favorite finds.
Last one, I promise!