We were leaving downtown, heading home, and The Mister was driving. The Mister hates driving downtown, and he does not share my enthusiasm for door collection. I said, “Ooh, doors!” how I do.
The Mister, he looked, he nodded, and then he proceeded. I asked if he would turn around and lemme out to get the doors, but he just looked at me as if I were a madwoman.
EITHER I SHOULD DRIVE DOWNTOWN OR HE SHOULD LEMME OUT FOR DOORS. I don’t mean to involve you in my intense marital problems, but Oh Em Gee.
I went back and got them myself. For the love of doors!
I dunno what this building used to be, but lemme tell ya, they mean business about trespassing. Must be a NO TRESPASSING sign every four feet. Those doors are BIG, and y’all know I wanted to trespass for scale.
While I was out, I got you this other thing, too.
It’s one of them there fancy bicentennial bison. This is definitely a city bison.
Annnd, Sassy and I finished the door puzzle last night!
My fave is a very Manja looking door. Or at least the kind she would know I’d fave.
#ThursdayDoors is part of an inspired post series run by Norm Frampton. To see other doors of interest, or to share your own, click the link and find the frog.