We went to Easter at another of Charlie’s brothers’ and I snapped some more doors. One of the grown nephews challenged me, speaking thusly: “Oh, no! You are NOT taking selfies!” And I said, “No, I’m taking pictures of doors. But if I wanted to…

That’s Beaver Street, not Saint Tap. I haven’t been in here; it seems far too busy to suit me. Sports televisions, live music, games … sounds like a family reunion without the family. Since I like my family, that would make me sad. ANYWHO, it’s…

I went to visit my friend Joy, about which more anon, and found a plethora of doors! A plethora! She wasn’t there when I first got there, but somebody was. In case you can’t see him, try this one: That’s George. Here’s the porch and…

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