Doors- Salisbury Villa- A crooked tale

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There was a crooked door where a very crooked man lived… and so on.  I wonder how long it would take to get used to a door like this, would I perpetually creak over to one side in order to feel that I was standing  upright? Or would I start to lean slightly with the door, and slowly over the years,  end up with a permanent bend to the right as I walked about the city?  There was a crooked writer who lived behind a crooked door, she leaned to the right with all her might, and thought the rest of the world not quite right.

About susan sheldon

I am an explorer. It's taken me awhile to realise this. But I love capturing bits of our wonderful world with my camera, travelling through time and history, always returning to write, or paint what I've discovered. I use my Leica and my iPhone to capture images, and with those images I try to hold on to a feeling, a moment in our busy lives. Sometimes those moments bring me into the past, others into the studio to paint, or back to the old typewriter to try to use words to capture what the camera has done for me already. One of my goals in my blog is to have a space to take a breath away from our frantic world. I hope you enjoy your time here. It’s such a privilege to have readers.
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2 Responses to Doors- Salisbury Villa- A crooked tale

  1. paralaxvu says:

    Oh my! I just got over a few weeks’ worth of vertigo. If I had seen this door then, all of my thoughts about “It’s just in your head” would have flown out the door (pun unintended) and I would have had to take more than motion sickness pills! But I do love the picture!

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