Posts Tagged ‘Philadelphia’

Not far from where our daughter lives in Philadelphia, the houses are lovely; not modern, but full of beautiful history. And, in these cases, color and detail. Walk with me awhile.  The rain has held off and it’s a lovely spring day.

The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color the most.
― John Ruskin, The Stones of Venice

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The promised April showers didn’t, thankfully, materialize with the exception of a few brief moments, so our daughter and I had plenty time to walk through various neighborhoods of Philadelphia.  The city is filled with row houses, so doors come fast, furious, and close together.   But there are also other types of doors.  This first one, for instance, is obviously not the main door.  No wondering where the door leads, though!   🙂

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Philadelphia is ahead of Chicago in the season, so I was thrilled to see all the plants in bloom.  I loved these ragged-edged tulips.

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What did we do while I was in Philadelphia?  Ate well, stopped at many coffee shops, walked a lot, watched episodes of “Father Brown” in the evening…and took shots of doors (naturally).  The first door I saw is the first door in this post.  I was just ready to take a photo when the woman who lived there walked up.  I complimented her on the door and she said the artist had done more doors.  I can see why.

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Not all doors are easy to photograph.  Some hide behind trees or cars or people or in other ways.  We must honor their reticence, yet share their beauty with other door lovers.  These were hiding in Philadelphia.  But there’s no hiding the eclectic collection of doors you’ll find by joining the Thursday Doors a-door-able group of photographers.  Just head over to our head doorman and after admiring his post, click on the link frog to open many doors.

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Literal: expressed by letters.  In this case, the sentiment is also expressed, I am compelled by my inner grammarian to add, incorrectly.  It should read “Fake happiness is the WORST kind of sadness” (unless there are only two kinds).  I’m also quite sure this isn’t a quote from the fiddling Nero, but I think the sentiment worthy of sharing and it was a fun find as we wandered the streets of Philadelphia last year.

Debbie at Travel with Intent hosts One Word Sunday (as well as Six-word Saturday–what is it with the number thing?), but she set us a hard one this week.  Looking forward to seeing other interpretations.