On a trip to Venice, Italy many years back, I developed a love for old doors. I think it was the combination of the European architecture along with these fabulous doors adorned with either ornate details or painted in fascinating colors that captured my attention.
Most of the doors by US standards look very unkempt but I look at these doors and see the beauty in its life. I wonder who has walked over the threshold, what history it has witnessed over the years, how many times it was slammed out of anger or how many first kisses has it been privy to.
You might be thinking I’ve seen too many romantic movies but I’m not the only one with this obsession. If you have had the pleasure of discovering Pinterest (basically an online pinboard), you will know that doors ~ the more weathered the better ~ are probably close to the number one items repinned. It’s a fascination shared by many.
I know that I am not the only person who has fantasized about throwing caution to the wind, leaving all my possessions behind (okay, the hubby can come) and living in a European villa. Can’t you see yourself hopping off your bike, grabbing the flowers and baguette from your wicker basket and swinging that door open?
Alright, so maybe I’m a little out there…but a girl can dream, can’t she? So….
…meet me at the Osteria the next time you’re in town. Ciao!