Saint-Valbert is one of the those little towns where you wonder what everyone does for a living and where they go when not at home or at church. There are no businesses, just the Marie or city hall building, but I did find some photo-worthy doors to bring back in my suitcase (well, since the photos were on my phone, in my purse) to share with all of you. The sun managed to keep me from getting the best shot of the second door, but much as I tried, I couldn’t get it to move! Maybe it didn’t speak English. I like that each door has both another door and a little window as well as an arch.doors with arches
Our north-of-the-border door host, Norm, is finally back from his blogging break. Welcome back, Norm. I hope you’re rested and refreshed. Thanks to Dan, Joey, and Manja for keeping the door open while Norm was gone. You were great ambassa-doors.
I love the doors and wish I was able to go with you to this part of France. Can I carry your bags, hail your taxi, order you food for you while your in France?
I am more than slightly envious that you have family there. The language and culture opportunities that you have each year are priceless!
I also love, love, love your wit and humor! I don’t have a witty mind. Quips/remarks like yours about Norm never come to my mind. Ambassa-doors. That’s freaking brilliant! I never, evah would have thought of that! Seriously never!
With the baggage limits on the airlines these days, one bag and a carryon, a traveler doesn’t even need someone to carry bags, but you’re welcome to come along. My s-i-l or b-i-l pick me up at the airport and help me order food, thankfully, and yes, it’s a wonderful opportunity for which I’m always grateful. 🙂
I’m glad you enjoy my wit and humor, such as they are. Words are something I enjoy playing with, so it’s pure fun for me, too.
janet
You said it perfectly. I never think of clever, witty things to say either.
… and as for going to France every year. Sigh. In my dreams.
If I didn’t have a place to stay and all that goes with that, I wouldn’t be able to go, either. I’m fully cognizant of the blessing that is!
Mine too Joanne.
I love doors within doors, Janet and you found a couple of beauties in France. I am with you on the combination of door-within-door, little window, arched opening…so much to love! I do think the sun could have been more accommodating, but you managed to capture that second door very well.
Well, I did like the little ray of sunshine, but there was just no way to account for it otherwise. Glad you could enjoy the doors anyway, Dan. They had so much character.
Most characterful doors! Lovely textures, too
Ah, yes, the textures. In these older doors, texture is a large part of their charm, although in this case, the extra doors and little windows are also great. Thanks, Sue.
janet
Doors within doors is a wonderful theme. These ones have character and tons of history as well.
Good choices Janet 🙂
Thanks, Norm. Glad you approve. 🙂 I hope you had a wonderful break and it looks like you did.
Nice doors, Janet. Love the pun in your post, too. 🙂
Thanks, Jean. Sometimes I can’t resist a good pun or two and then it can be hard to stop. 🙂
Your doors turned out picturesque, even though we were not able to move the sun:)
Yeah, I know what you mean, I wondered the same about all those one-two street villages when we first went on Highway 49 of the gold rush, to look for a house. My biggest question was, how they were able to pay their bills, mortgage and food?
I know, Jesh. I wonder that, too. I guess they have to drive some distance to work, as I don’t imagine all of them work from home, and also for food.
janet
Great doors within doors! Love all the weathered yumminess in the first one 🙂 I like what you wrote about the eerie empty vibe of Saint Valbert. Intriguing, because I often wonder the same thing in tiny US towns.
It was a pleasure to host, I was happy to help — Sure glad our fearless leader is back!
You three did a great job, but it’s nice for Norm to be back as well. I’m glad he took the break, though, both from work and from blogging. It makes such a difference.
janet
They look like doors made from reclaimed wood! They’d be worth a fortune in the US. LOL
I don’t know. That might just be the original wood, but either way, they’d be worth a lot here, just would look odd on most homes. 🙂
janet
Love these Janet – one wonders why the second door?!
I have no idea, Tina, although I suppose the smaller opening could be for the person inside to be able to look outside without opening the door. Rather a large peephole, though. 🙂
I love all the little doors in doors 🙂
Me, too, Madison, although I have no idea why they’re there.
janet
Beautiful photos,
Didn’t even notice that there are such doors here, I remember seeing them in my home country and especially in my great-grand-father (that I didn’t even know) house.
The big door was used for horses and carts and later for cars, the small door was designed for people (in y home country, this part is called “the peach”) and the small window was maybe used as a door eye ( I am not sure of this information)
Where are you from? I’ve never seen doors like this in the US, but France has a number of them. The second door being for people makes sense, except in the second photo, it seems to be more of a large window/opening rather than a door. Thanks for the comment and information.
janet
I am originally from Tunisia, but it has been 6 years that I live in France.
I am more a city lover so this is maybe why I did not pay attention to such doors. Or maybe because simply I have seen them before so I was kinda used to this type of doors.
You are welcome 🙂
Ambassa-doors! Shocking 🙂 🙂
🙂
janet
Yeah! I love to be called an ambassa-door, thank you! 😀 And these are lovely specimens, even though the sun played tricks.
Thanks, Manja. 🙂
janet
I do wonder where some town folk work… enjoyed the opening here – and culture rich doors.
Glad you enjoyed them. Tomorrow it’s time for doors once again. My, how time flies by! Enjoy Wednesday.
janet
oh i know, the month flew by for me – and see you soon to check out your door(s)
See you then.
janet