My Instagram account is filled with doorways. Bright red doorways, with luscious, abundant flowers flowing over and around them. I never thought about my being drawn to them; but clearly I am. I loved the possibility of what is happening behind them, that I can’t know for sure, but suspect is someone else’s ‘fabulous.’
Doorways
Doorways
Doorways
My Instagram account is filled with doorways. Bright red doorways, with luscious, abundant flowers flowing over and around them. I never thought about my being drawn to them; but clearly I am. I loved the possibility of what is happening behind them, that I can’t know for sure, but suspect is someone else’s ‘fabulous.’