Here’s my entry for this weeks Norm’s Thursday Door Challenge :
It’s a slightly askew shot , as you see .
This door struck me somehow , as a faithful but worn -out warrior , it’s peeling paint crusted and become sharp-edged over the years , disfiguring it’s simple exterior and giving the thing some odd and interesting character of its own .The door endures its days at the edge of a beautiful lake surrounded with woods .
There are no windows in the little shed ; but notice the peephole in the middle of the door .
You may have noticed, also , that the structure of the door is the classic ” a cross and a book “.
” These are the best doors ,” a friend of mine who’d taken up woodworking when he was about eighty once told me . I don’t know about that . I’m not a woodworker . My friend’s words came back to me , though , when I spotted this sturdy but forlorn door . This aged barrier continues to keep the faith out there in the wilderness , guarding whatever secrets might be inside this mysterious little ediface .