On a recent spring morning walk here in Savannah, my eye kept going to doors that were not the main door to a house or dwelling.
Like this one, which sort of looks like a garage door, but on closer inspection (i.e. spying through the cracks), I saw that this rooster door led to a small courtyard.
A bit farther down the alley where I was walking, I came upon this vine-topped garage door.
And I love chancing upon iron gates, which are often doors leading to beauty.
And looking through another gate, spring charm exploded.
I hope you walk through some doors into beauty on this Thursday.
NealEnJoy 