Wish I'd been able to share this as I was composing the shot. The door itself, the shadows, textures, grains, colors, media, not to mention view in the background. One of my poet friends might tease about this being an artsy-fartsy conceit. So be it. I hope to invite myself back when the sun is shining just so, and I have a larger format digi hung around my neck. One never tires of image like this.