There are a million scenes like this in southeastern Pennsylvania. I’ve driven past this one a million times and, every time, I’d say, “I need to stop and take some pictures for Thursday Doors.” And I did (finally).
‘Twas a gloomy day about a month ago. A MONTH AGO. I had every intention of publishing them three weeks ago, but… I won’t lament how time flies (again… methinks I say that a lot… BECAUSE IT’S TRUE! — someone is obvs messing with the space-time continuum. Nor will I reiterate the suckitude and struggles that, even though they were difficult, didn’t seem to slow time any. (Hmmm…. interesting…)
As I was saying, ’twas gloomy, but I was gleeful (happy to finally be getting up close to these doors).
Appears to be part of a former farm (a million of them around here). Now, it’s some township’s park/maintenance yard. The green doors remind me of (once were?) stable doors. I love the color green that they are (hunter?), and how weathered. I can’t help but wonder who walked here, what their stories are… (if only these walls, and doors, could talk…)
(Note: I tried out the photo layout thingy… to see the photos larger, click on each!)
This post is one of many through Thursday Doors by Norm Frampton. See other doors — from around the world — on his weekly linkup and/or on the Twitter at #ThursdayDoors. This week’s link is here. See more of my doors here.