::I removed all the doors to our love, so you can’t lock yourself away
from me. But I didn’t stop there. I also replaced the doors with metal
detectors, so I could fondle you more efficiently, like the highly
trained professionals do who run airport security.
:: -Jarod Kintz
Before
I found my house, I found my doors. At 8' tall, with lovely arches,
there are two French door sets and a single door with two peek-a-boo
inserts. The larger of the French doors open to my patio. I haven't
decided where the other set will be used, but I am considering having
them inserted into the street side of the patio. The single door was
used for the bathroom. These cedar doors held up rather well over their
100 year life.
Aren't they beautiful! When I saw Pepe and Manuel holding them in place, my heart stopped. I had been living a vagabond life for nearly two years. The sight of those doors meant I was indeed home!
Create the life you want!
The Broad
images by J. Paci and K. Carroll
4 comments:
Hi Benne.
Love all those Doors(yours and the musical ones) although jazz is my first choice. Came to Merida 3 weeks ago sight unseen as part of a life imitates art plot that I'm just beginning to understand the Tao has in store for me. Besides your blog thanks for the links to Here in Havana and 4 kids 20 suitcases and Whosh out the door. Say hello to Ellen Fields for me. She's been part of the plot that has drawn me here.
Sight unseen? Wow! I think you are the first expat I've met who moved here that way. Thanks for the post on the interview. Saw that last night. Enjoy the ride!
so beautiful, I am in awe of your vision and ability to create such an amazing home.
Tracey, let's go shopping! Can't wait until you back for a few months!
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