Someone referenced old wooden doors yesterday and brought this old post to mind. It’s not great poetry, but I love the photo I took of this door in La Antigua de Guatemala.
https://nananoyz5forme.com/2015/04/27/door/
Behind the Green Door
Someone referenced old wooden doors yesterday and brought this old post to mind. It’s not great poetry, but I love the photo I took of this door in La Antigua de Guatemala.
https://nananoyz5forme.com/2015/04/27/door/
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What about this door caught your attention?
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Gabriel, Is gone to La Antigua de Guatemala for my niece’s wedding. She and her new husband stayed in this gorgeous hotel that was built around an old monastery. Everything about the place caught my attention, but this door was the door to their incredible bridal suite. I just liked the way it stood out in the dim hallway.
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I’d, not is.
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Absolutely beautiful.
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