The Loo
Our Lavatory door in the last house we lived in… I miss that place, only for the space and all the storage nooks, and the area of town was sooo safe. But moving on, and may the road rise with you.
Our Lavatory door in the last house we lived in… I miss that place, only for the space and all the storage nooks, and the area of town was sooo safe. But moving on, and may the road rise with you.
Moving on, indeed, as we all find ourselves having to do!!! (sigh) No matter how old, I might add.
I want to move on out to the RV with my husband retired… tho i really have zero idea what we are going to do with a house full of STUFF.
That is very cool. Now I want a door made from wood like that.
yeah the whole place had dark wood all over, even dark wood beams on the ceiling… and church pews!! there was two pews in there lol
The beauty of old wood doors is that there’s always a secret behind them which must be as old & beautiful as the door that’s hiding it I guess. right now I enjoying the secrets you frame so poetic without revealing them, my dear.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
yes, well, i would HOPE that what goes on in the water closet is secret haha, you’re so cute!