[AMENDMENT: I forgotted to say that this is part of Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors link-up. Go to Norm’s page, looka his doors, click on the blue frog button at the bottom of the post, and see who else is being doorish this week.
“Horsepistol” is what my grandfather sometimes called the hospital. He was a funny guy, my grandpa.
ANYWAY, I went to visit a friend in the horsepistol last week, and NATURALLY took pictures of doors.
They had these beautiful photographs on the walls of Louisville parks and such (the horsepistol is in Louisville, Kentucky). Some of the pictures had doors beside them, very classy and unobtrusive and design-elementy. This picture is of a stretch of Beargrass Creek.
Naturally, my friend had a bathroom in her room, with a walk-in shower and all. The door knocked me out. Not literally, you know. I just really dug it the most, to use the vernacular of my early youth.
Why did I love it so? Check out those hinges. Yes, it’s a two-part door, with the two parts being asymmetrical. We all have our little door fetishes, and asymmetrical doors are one of my many. See, you can open the regular part.
Don’t know why everything came out a little blurry. Probably because I WAS VISITING MY FRIEND IN THE HORSEPISTOL or sumpin.
She’s home now, btw.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Does your main character have strong feelings about horsepistols? Has your main character ever been in the horsepistol?