I see the morning sunrise upon this old wooden door.
~I am pulled over on a one way street...
Going the wrong way that is.
My kids are laughing, a little embarrassed and I......
I am capturing this red door I love so much,
Wacky momma memories these children of mine will have. Wacky, but I am sure one day these memories will create a smile.
4 comments:
Very lovely. Thank you for sharing this.
Blessings!
I just keep thinking about this red door pic:)
There was one red door in my neighborhood when I was a kid and for some reason, it intrigued me.
I told my husband that on our next date, I just want to drive around town and look for cool architecture to photograph.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery - right?
YES! Sounds like me dream date. I do this with a car full of kiddos. I love that the door gave you the gift of a childhood memory.
May I have your permission to use this picture (or perhaps others in the future) on my blog?
I will give you photo credit and a link, of course.
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