Thursday Doors: Final Photos from Alicante, Spain

This door post is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities.  To see more doors from all around the globe, visit Dan. ~~ The following is a photo I neglected to include in the previous door posts from Alicante, Spain. I couldn’t leave it out! And,…

Thursday Doors: Plaza del Ayuntamiento

The Plaza del Ayuntamiento is considered downtown Alicante.  On our regular walks, during our two week stay in September, we passed through the plaza on our way to our accommodations from Postiguet Beach.  We entered through this archway with the clock tower watching over the plaza. The Alicante City Hall is located in the Plaza…

Captured Story

Leaving my school one day, a mysterious woman stood before me with a large book in her hand, blank pages inside. “Come,” she said. I felt a dizzying pull. Captured, I grew and lived. On my journey, I heard the woman’s voice. I sensed the woman’s eyes following me. The way appeared as I moved…

Thursday Doors: Mushroom Street, Alicante, Spain

On one afternoon stroll through Old Town Alicante, my husband and I came across a fascinating pedestrian street.  All along the tiled walkway were tall statues of mushrooms with faces and smaller statues of brightly colored insects. I found this cool door along the way.  It’s not the greatest shot, but here it is anyway….

Thursday Doors: Casco Antiguo-Santa Cruz

I hope you all had a joyful holiday time and a happy new year!  This is my first door post of 2022, and it’s my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. The doors I’m featuring in this post are from Alicante, Spain, a port city…

Muse

She danced among the Zinnia blooms and walked through the bamboo forests.  The petite man followed; seeing what she saw, feeling what she felt.  Reds, yellows, greens, and blues mixed and swirled.  His hand danced along with her. His friend’s whispered voice brought him back.  “Enough?” he asked, sitting on a stool among passengers scurrying…