Thursday Door: The Duomo in Italy

It’s so nice to be back after the holiday break, to participate with friends over at Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ This past Sunday, my family and I returned from an incredible trip romping around Italy.  The long hours on four separate bus rides, the first one lasting a whopping 12…

Home

Growing up, Lydia’s parents ran a creamery.  People traveled miles to get a taste.  They trained her.  She grew bitter.  They expected her to stay.  She longed to leave. Twenty years on, the world grew less alluring.  Lydia slumped into the seat for her umpteenth flight. Her neighbor leaned close with a cup of ice…

Bequeathed

In Marseilles, Samuel met a man with grizzled hair and muddled eyes. Years before, the man nearly discovered a cure for Alzheimer’s. Instead, he contracted the cruel disease. Drifting into the Corsica harbor, Samuel observed a woman sitting beside the water. In her younger days, she was close to uncovering a passageway between worlds. A…

Thursday Doors: 2019 Recap

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton.  For this week, Norm invited the group to create a post of our favorite doors from 2019.  So, here we go… I love the faces in these doors I found in Montpelier, France. Thank you for stopping by!  I wish…

Trade

Each year, they meet by the gazebo, next to the frozen lake. Wrapped in her parka and gloves, she waits expectantly. Across the ice in the distance, a dot grows larger until he stands before her. Embracing her, he says, “Macushla, you must move on.” Her premature wrinkles crease as her brow furrows. “But, I’m not ready.”…

Thursday Doors: More Andorra Doors

  The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ For this week’s door post, we continue our tour of Andorra la Vella, the Capital of the Principality of Andorra, or as it’s also called, the Principality of the Valleys of Andorra. We began the day by stopping…

Thursday Doors: On the Way to Andorra

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ For the next couple of weeks, I’ll be featuring doors I discovered during a day trip to the Principality of Andorra.  A small landlocked microstate in the eastern Pyrenees Mountains bordered by France to the north and Spain to…

Laced

Simon lowered his head, hunched his broad shoulders, and stepped up through the back of the tuk-tuk.  For many years, he dreamed and saved for this trip.  His camera swung around his neck as he duck-walked down the center aisle.  A young woman reached out to steady him.  His grin matched her radiant smile when…

Thursday Doors: ‘Tis the Season

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ I love Christmas!  So, in the spirit of the upcoming holiday, I thought I’d create a post featuring an ecclectric group of red and green doors.  The colors of the season. Some of them you might have seen, but…

Thursday Doors: Last Post from Montpellier, France

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. ~~ This is the final week for me to post doors from Montpellier, France.  Though I only wandered around Montpellier for one day, I could have gotten lost in the side streets, botanical gardens, and among the interesting sights for…

Beloved

Madelyn passed after a lifetime together and Alfred’s grief threatened to devour him. Josh’s father abandoned them.  He and his mother were forced to sell nearly everything, including his beloved piano, and move away from all he knew. Alfred sold the house and their belongings, but he couldn’t bear to part with Madelyn’s piano.  He…

Thursday Doors: Porte du Peyrou and beyond

The following photos are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a door-lovers group hosted by Norm Frampton. This week and next will be my final door posts from Montpellier, southern France. After my husband and son dragged me from the side street and alleyways (just kidding), we made our way to the Porte du Peyrou.  The arch…