Anyone home? Ever feel that way? I do, sometimes. Sometimes, I feel like I’m talking into mid air and all my words are turning into a thin and swiftly disappearing vapor. . . and sometimes it’s more like not even getting the chance to walk through the door and speak at all…. And sadly, I am sure others feel that from me from time to time. Got me thinking about doors somehow and I think these are pretty gorgeous in a rough sort of way. The 2nd is my favorite. Something beautiful in all of the markings and the balloons….its like wearing your heart on your sleeve or something. A rough beauty . . . (apologies for the overuse of the word “something” today!) . . .
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