I think there may be a few more French doors to find. The first two are doors from Beaune, a charming village in the Burgundy region not far from Dijon.
The everything going for it door – the surrounds, transom windows about and more carvings plus it is a grand door
This door also had carvings around it. There must have been a reason I cut them out. Perhaps the most of annoyances, something blocking the best photo point.
I think this looks like quite official doors in Avignon. I like Avignon and have been a couple of times.
One of the adventure day out while in Avignon was to go to Baux de Provence. A immense and superb stone hilltop fortress, the village has been painstakingly restored and less than 500 people live there. Baux is now a living museum
One of my favourite Elvis songs – the laughing version. Try not to get caught up in Elvis’s contagious laughing
“The art of medicine consists of amusing the patient while nature cures the disease.” – Voltaire
“Laughter serves as a blocking agent. Like a bullet-proof vest, it may help protect you against the ravages of negative emotions that can assault you in disease.” – Norman Cousins
“Trouble knocked at the door, but, hearing laughter, hurried away.” – Benjamin Franklin
Earth laughs in flowers. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
God has a smile on His face. — Psalm 42:5
On Day at the Pearly Gates
St. Peter stood at the Pearly Gates, waiting for the incoming.
He saw Jesus walking by and caught his attention. “Jesus, could you mind the gate while I go do an errand?” “Sure,” replied Jesus. “What do I have to do?” “Just find out about the people who arrive.Ask about their background,their family, and their lives.Then decide if they deserve entry into Heaven.” “Sounds easy enough.Okay.”
So Jesus waited at the gates while St. Peter went off on his errand.
The first person to approach the gates was a wrinkled old man.Jesus summoned him to the examination table and sat across from him. Jesus peered at the old man and asked, “What was it you did for a living?” The old man replied, “I was a carpenter.” Jesus remembered his own earthly existence and leaned forward. “Did you have any family?” he asked. “Yes, I had a son, but I lost him.” Jesus leaned forward some more. “You lost your Son?Can you tell me about him?” “Well, he had holes in his hands and feet.” Jesus leaned forward even more, and whispered, ” … Father?” The old man leaned forward and whispered, ” … Pinocchio?”
I was looking through some old photos in my “this year will be the year” of photo sorting. Of course that gave me an idea for Thursday Doors so here I am on a tangent.
I went to Spain as part of a tour in 2009 and strangely back then I had a bit of a door fetish. (Manja was the first person to catch on and nagged made me do Thursday Doors posts.
Therefore here is a few of the doors I took photos of way back, then starting in Madrid with a rather grand door. I wish I peeked in now
Some solid first floor doors in Toledo, a quick train ride from Madrid. Love the external moulding.
Cast iron. Everything is cast iron, the door, the handles, the hinges and fittings. It’s small door down low in a back lane in Lismore. There is still remnants of ashes.
The door is at the back of a Bakery and this is where the wood fired ovens ashes are removed.
I found this sad faced door in a shop waiting to be sold to someone who would love him. The weathered look and rusty accessories look so good. It was a pity that I couldn’t afford it and had no where it would go at my place. It is rather big.
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