a potpourri of doorways
Not the literal kind, although I've spent my fair share of time noticing the multifarious types of entranceways through my travels over the years.
What I'm going through these days — or contemplating going through — are some fairly unusual ones with respect to employment post-Finalis, and post-retirement. And I've let my mind and fancy wander, through truly unorthodox byways. Unusual for me, that is, having spent a career in academia and program administration, and working at desks and staring at computer monitors for work.
This time, I'm looking at anything but that. ::chuckle::
[ day in progress... ]
[ Here's one from somewhere in Nob Hill (on California, a block downhill from Grace Cathedral), with even a fncch ursine mural next to it... ]
