DOORS INDOORS

 

A bedroom door behind yours truly in 1940.

The indoor side of my apartment front door decorated with Christmas cards in 1964.

The indoor side of our log cabin front door and the mess after opening Christmas presents.  My husband in the chair, and our son in the playpen – 1969.

Eldest daughter standing in front of the indoor side of the front door screen in our ‘old school house’ house in 1975.

Youngest & eldest daughters standing in front of the indoor side of the front door in our little bungalow in 1976.  We actually didn’t use it as a door.  We went in & out the kitchen door which was closer to our cars.  That’s why you can (barely?) see a chest sitting in front of this door behind the girls.

The indoor side of the front door in our Groveland house.

The indoor side of the laundry room door in the Groveland house.

Closet doors in the Groveland house.  I loved those louvered doors.  We had them in all the bedrooms.  When the realtor was showing us the house she smiled as she turned the light on inside the louvered doors closet in the master bedroom remarking on how romantic they would be at night. J

A bedroom door, closet doors, and my youngest daughter having a bit of fun in the Groveland house.

The indoor side of the front door in our Soulsbyville house.  This is the door where my little pigeon, Ella, would pigeon-toe her way to it and peer inside looking for all the world like she wanted to come in.  When no one would open the door for her she’d hop up on the plant stand right outside and wait for me to come out.  I wish I could have kept her, but it wouldn’t have worked out.  She’s better off where she is now in a nice aviary with other pigeons and doves.  Besides, if I’d kept her, she never would have met her Prince Charming. J

At some point in the near’ish future I will be reviving the first post I posted about her a while back, followed by a sequel.  I just have to wait for a prompt to fit her story into. J

The indoor side of the back door in our Soulsbyville house.  I was trying to capture the rays of a red sun shining through a screen of wildfire smoke!

And the indoor side of the front door to our retirement house in a 55+ Sonora, Ca. subdivision just before we moved in last year.  That’s the dining room off to the right which is now both dining room and my hobby area.  And oh yes, those are indoor sliding closet doors on the left.

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La Nightingail

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  1. Barbara RogersDecember 30, 2023 at 4:52 PM

    What nice doors, all! And your daughters are great at primping for the camera...loved them in the floppy hats. Have a very Happy 2024!

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    1. La NightingailJanuary 2, 2024 at 3:03 PM

      I'm so glad you took a peek at the Sepia site to see if some of us had entered Dec. 30th posts. And thanks for your comments. I had a variety of hats & my daughters loved to wear them for play (under Mom's supervision of course.) And yes, they liked to pose for their pix! :)

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  2. Mike BrubakerJanuary 1, 2024 at 7:28 AM

    Thanks for a fun post to end the year! Just thinking about your theme I recognize how doors define a house but often it's not the main front door but a secondary entrance that stays in our memories. Hope your new year is full of good cheer! And I look forward to a reprise of your story on Ella the pigeon in 2024.

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    1. La NightingailJanuary 2, 2024 at 3:10 PM

      Thanks for checking to see if some of us had entered a 5th Sat. in Dec. post. Nice to know some folks saw them - like you and Barbara anyway. Well, & Sue & I checked each other's. My original & the sequel about Ella are ready to go whenever I see a prompt link. Or maybe even without one. We'll see. I thought I would do it in January no matter the prompt, but then I came up with all these ideas to match January's prompt. A couple are kind of crazy & may not work, but I'm going to try them just in case they do! :)

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