Oh, wow, oh, wow, oh wow. Take 18 minutes and watch this beautiful video. You will float all day. It’s 18 minutes long.
The Russian blogger Marinni does it again – a beautiful collection of doors from around the world, from the famous doors in Florence to this gorgeous Hindu door. My front door is painted blue as well – even before I knew that the color guards your house from evil spirits. I love the colors in the second photo – funny how very few photos included people knocking on the door. The contrast is beautiful!
(For years, while I lived in Germany, we had a Stammtisch – Regulars Table – every Friday night at our local gasthaus. Talk about fun times! Arrive at 6:30, leave at 11:00 with no waiters trying to hurry you out every fifteen minutes. The Germans are ahead of us in MANY things. Once we moved back to the U.S., I tried to continue the tradition, but at home with all of our neighbors. Successful most nights, but last night? Read on.)
During Stammtisch on the screen porch last night, while friends sipped their wine and ate delicacies such as Spekuloos cookie butter on soft white bread – don’t ask, just try it – I kept getting a whiff of, umm, something not so pleasant. Egads, not good for a hostess to smell something like this! It just seemed to be at my end of the sofa, no one else could smell it, or they were too polite to mention. Checked the feet, did a discreet smell check of the sweater (Really, when WAS the last time I washed that sweater!) but nothing. Finally, after everyone was gone, I took a close look under the furniture. Yeah, eau de chipmunk from behind the planter. My cat, a lover AND a hunter. Damn cat door.
I came back to the U.S. three years ago after a total of 16 years abroad. One of the things I miss most – the quiet, yet sonorous cathedrals and chapels. I would duck into every one I came across while walking through Vienna, Berlin, Munich and Prague. Why don’t the churches in the U.S. ever feel holy without people inside? The buildings sometimes are beautiful, but they don’t stir my soul. Standing in the center of this Baptistry and looking at the ceiling would calm me and the meditation/mindfulness would be off the charts! Note to self – next meditation, picture myself in this room with candles. Om.