It's Still Life

This Dijon door is kissed by Burgundy sun and winter’s spit, its oak ribs groaning secrets to the stone that cradles it like a grudging spouse. Weathered—as if time is something that happens to a thing, and not the slow feast it’s been savouring. Every crack—a sip of centuries. Every splinter—a tongue holding tales. The pipe to the door’s left hums when it rains—this building’s vein; its old heart pumping. And that middle plank, the one warped like a lover’s spine—it sleeps.

This is a door that whispers, “Leave a coin in the threshold crack at tonight, and I’ll tell you a story.”

Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share.

Description for the visually impaired: An aged, weathered building with a rough beige facade, featuring a small, dark wooden door framed by stone and a narrow window with metal bars to its right. Above the door and window, a wooden fence partially encloses a small upper-level area with greenery peeking through, while the pavement below shows slight wear alongside the quiet street. There is a narrow, weathered wooden door with dark vertical planks, showing signs of age with faded patches and cracks. The door is framed by rough, uneven beige stonework, with a slightly recessed threshold at the bottom. A thin metal pipe runs vertically along the left side of the frame, adding to the rustic charm of the scene.

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