There are times, however, one needs to take a moment and embrace the closed doors without hurrying to find the open window. A stroll along our street is one of those times.
My head really needs to be on a swivel stick as I fully expect to bounce off a pole someday and I don't mean a long lost relative (insert family shout out here-come visit!). The first time we walked from StadPark to Rennweg, all I could say was "the doors!....ooooh the doors....oh, look at those doors!" Repeated so many times you would think Jim Morrison was taking a curtain call. Doors both beautiful and closed, guarding the mystery inside.
|Circles and Scrolls|
|Art Deco Combo|
|Actual Door Closed-Window Open|
|1905 Dude Over Greek Key|