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Behind dark, twining ivy,
On an old, Victorian wall,
Where moths and small flies flutter,
And spiders weave and crawl,
There’s a rusty lock that’s hidden
In a peeling, old oak door –
They who find the key are bidden
To unlock a treasure store,
For behind those creaky hinges
Lies a garden of delights,
Only known to special people
Who appreciate such sights.
Once an ailing, sickly schoolboy
To whom life was only pain
Found the garden and its pleasures,
Helped him grow and thrive again.
A young woman walked unaided
Midst the sunshine and the flowers,
And a man, betrayed by heartache
Found true comfort in those bowers.
Seek the door, unlock its treasures,
For it’s there for everyone
In that special, secret garden
Where the love goes on and on.
M. NASH
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Thanks, the slat wood is from an old Missouri barn built in the mid 1800′s. I should have mentioned that in the post.
Love the contrasts of the sleek smooth metal and warm worn wood. WOW





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A total contrast to the wood one. It’s probably hard to tell that I created both, but that is the fun of mixing up styling and processes. It has been really fun using the Montana Gold spray paint for parts and pieces of the doors. Montana Gold make an infinite number of spray paint colors. A small fortune can be spent if one was to buy all their color spray paint.
This one is so whimsical and childlike. Me. Moon reminds me of kk






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OK!
This should be my FRONT door!!!!





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