There is something fascinating about old doors and buildings, as if they are allowing us to look inside to see the characters that have passed by. The more the paint peels and the more patterns are left it somehow allows the mind to wander and explore possibilities. No doubt this door has simply been weathered by the sea air and strong winds that buffet this particular corner of Ireland, but together with the window it demanded a picture.

Well I heard lots of grandchildren screaming and we had The Hound…..Well islands off the west coast is a uniting theme. MM π
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I was down/up the garden…lol Love to be able to live on one of the Islands π
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A few months would be good but after that….I might get cabin fever…
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No prob for me, I don’t go anywhere, love my own company, except for hubby being here too π
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How did you get a pic of my front door?? And you never knocked! lol Beautiful pic…..reminds me of Peig Sayer’s in the Blaskets !
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Very interesting looking, full of character.
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Doesn’t it just ask so many questions. MM π
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Gorgeous! Made me think of Schindler’s List, the little girl with the red coat amidst all the black and white and grey… you wonder where she is going; only in this case, you wonder what this door has weathered.
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π Have a good weekend dale, MM π
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Not ever having visited Ireland, tell me, is it common to use stones like that as building material? Nice picture
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not now, but in the past yes. MM
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Reblogged this on Oyia Brown.
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I always love door photos, thinking of the stories that happened behind that door…
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Thanks for commenting Rider, always appreciated. Have a good weekend. MM π
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I hope there will be a series on this great topic. We’re so fortunate to have such fascinating doors in Ireland.
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Food for thought! π
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and action …
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