When one door closes....

I have a fascination with doors. Whenever I visit a new place, I inevitably take a photo of a door. If you had a chance to look through my photo albums, you would find photos of doors from

Ireland, England, Poland, Canada, the Bahamas, etc. I love to look at the different colors of the doors, the hinges, the front steps, the plantings beside the doors. Then I imagine who lives behind the door. The jetsetting financial mogul, the fourth generation to live in the house,

the liberal or conservative, the young couple with triplets. It's fun to invent stories and let the

imagination run wild, creating personalities for the inhabitants behind the doors.