When is a door not a door? Yes, when it's ajar (a jar). An old "joke" but it always cracks me up. Back in Alaska, when I was growing up, we didn't have doors like this one. Well, yes, we had them ajar but not so, er, decorated. Keep up the good work, Brooklyn! One person's vandalism can turn into another's blessing...
6 comments:
This blog is really awesome! Glad to have you as my renter this week!
hahahahah!
Great photo!
Dropped by for byb Sunday, I wrote about my front door once, it doesn't have as much graffiti luckily. :)
I am here via The Dutch Files. As usual I have to stop over here to see all your wonderful photos.
I am adding your to my links. I cant get enough of you..I mean you pics;)
Ahhhh... the city can be so refreshing at times...
I like this image. It has something very contemporary.
Jeannine
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