“I’m a door-to-door salesman. I sell doors. If I can’t knock on yours, because you don’t have a door to knock on, I know you’ll be interested in what I’m selling.” ~Jarod Kintz
Last week, when I went out to Northampton, Massachusetts, to visit my daughter Carrie, I took some pictures of doors. Here are a couple I particularly liked.
Looking at these photos made me wonder in my mind where the best place I’ve ever been for photographing doors. As way leads on to way inside my brain, it made me start thinking about Scotland and the doors I saw there. So I went back in time and stepped through the portal into my computer’s memory and found that I had, indeed, taken a lot of pictures of doors when we were in Scotland.
Here are a few.
Of course, we humans often use open doors as metaphors for choices we make in life or, when the door is closed, being blocked from those choices. Alexander Graham Bell said, “Sometimes we stare so long at a door that is closing that we see too late the one that is open.” I think he was probably right. But that didn’t keep me from spending a lot of time staring at my old photos of doors in Scotland, when there are probably hundreds of doors right here in Sturbridge that are waiting for me to turn the knob.