Beauty certainly is in the eye of the beholder. While I was in France, one of my s-i-l’s dogs was very sick, vomiting throughout the day and night, leaving her with blankets and rugs that needed to be cleaned continuously. But in France, electricity is expensive and washers and dryers aren’t enormous. So when we discovered these washers and driers outside a store in a nearby town, we were elated. They were a bargain and we could get grocery shopping done while we waited. (We were also fortunate in that we never had to wait, something that doesn’t always happen.) Those were some of the most beautiful doors of the entire trip!
I don’t know where this door leads, but I like it.
And then there are traditional doors.