A Door in A Door

Spotted in the Victoria & Albert Museum in London….

A stunning oak doorway.

It’s pretty big and well built.

And pretty old, too. Like about 500 years old. Cool, eh?

#thursdaydoors

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Old Foston Church Doors

While in Leicestershire a few weeks ago, we were taken to have a little peek at this interesting little church, known locally as The Old Foston Church.

St Bartholomew’s Church dates back to the 10th Century and would have been the centre of life in the village (of about 20 -30 families) for a few hundred years.

But the village was deserted in the 1600’s as a result of the enclosure of common lands, leaving only the squire, a rector and maybe three labouring families. I presume it was used by the squire and his family from then on. We didn’t see evidence of the village at all.

But the little church remains active, in its charming setting on the edge of the woods. Unfortunately, the doors were locked as it was mid-week and it is secluded and it’s 2019. (Sign of the times). Too, bad. I’d have loved to see inside.

Plans were underway for the annual Flower Show, scheduled for … oh! This weekend! Wouldn’t that be fun to see? Tents and booths set up around the church and flowers (and people!) everywhere!

Schmidtville Doors

I am temporarily hold up in a downtown condo that was built in the early 90’s. To the North, the building fronts onto the city’s busiest shopping street. There are brand new developments under construction immediately to the east and west of me (it’s a little noisy).

But step out the door and turn south, and BOOM! You are in Schmidtville!

This charming wee neighbourhood has recently – very recently, like three months ago recently – been designated a Heritage Conservation District.

Thank goodness for that! This place has the same urban density stats as Paris, proving that we do not need only glass and steel towers to improve urban density. More than that, Schmidtville’s residents provide an excellent example of economic diversity. Plus is really pretty!

Elizabeth Schmidt subdivided Pedley’s Fields after her husband, Capt. Christian Schmidt, died in 1830. The 12 acres of grazing land was purchased by her father, James Pedley, in 1781.

The houses are mainly Georgian in style, but the neighbourhood also has some Victorian architecture.

I’ve been watching this spot. Someone has dug the soil beside this house to expose a deeply buried door. They have only just filled the doorway in with concrete blocks. I wonder where that door went when the house was originally built?

I feel like there is a story there …

Linked to Norm’s Thursday Doors.

Tu Hwnt I’r Bont Tearoom

We are currently touring, and falling head-over-heels in love with the beautiful and magical country of Wales.

Stopped by here for a pot of tea. After we found the door …

THERE it is!!!

A lovely cuppa!

Take note of the brass plaque on the wall by the door. It indicates the high water mark of the flood waters from the adjacent river.

This is one resilient building. Charming and strong. Just like Wales.

Framed Invitation 

The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind. – E. B. White
This doorway frames in invitation to enter into this peaceful garden room and recharge.  It belongs to the bright, new star of the vibrant Lunenburg  coffee shop scene: No 9, Montegue Street.

Join me?

A Variation On The Theme

This Thursday, I’m sharing a sketch (or two) of my humble chicken coop door.

  
I’m not sure which version I like best …

  
The chooks sure love the “open door policy”.  When I’m at home and can let them free range, they spend the day hunting for bugs and taking dust baths. Then at dusk, they march back in, and one by one hop up on the roost, muttering their good-nights to each other.  Very sweet.

  
But that rooster? Hmmmmm.  He and I are still working things out.

For Norm’s Thursday Doors