We had a guest a few years ago who travelled all the way from Europe to spend five weeks with us while she studied English. Her fascination with the range of cakes and biscuits available at the supermarkets meant we were able to sample something new every night.
While exploring the avenues in Somerset, she commented on the ‘quaint’ or cute little houses , the meandering roads and door knockers! She wanted to take one back as a souvenir and asked us where she could buy one. My DH disappeared into the garden and removed the door knocker from the spare door propped up along the side of our house and presented her with the brass accessory. It wasn’t elaborate, ornate or really that decorative, but she danced around on the balls of her feet as if she’d been given the best gift in the world!
Another visitor who came to stay with us from Italy decided he wanted to ram a full size cricket set, Christmas crackers and a fancy dress policeman’s helmet in his suitcase. It took a while to explain to him that he couldn’t have cricket stumps sticking out of his backpack on the plane. He wore the fancy dress helmet and somehow got the cricket bat lying across the inside of his case.
I do like old doors like the one in the picture, but unlike my youngest child, I struggle with keys (she can look at a bunch of keys and select the one we need, while I would have to try all of them!). She also liked to shut doors while my OH likes opening them – and leaving them open!
I recently saw a post on Facebook about doors of opportunity closing and wondered how many times people are prepared to try going for something, for example, how many times would you be prepared to apply for the same job at the same place if it came up again? Sometimes it feels as if someone is trying to tell you something: try a different route; a different road; a different pathway to get there. Have there been any places you’ve really wanted to work and so you’ve applied for everything going? My sister-in-law did just this: she kept on applying to the same company; she kept knocking on their door. Nothing stopped her enthusiasm and eventually she did get offered a job at that company.
While writing this, I think back to the times I sent off letter after letter to publishing companies and duly received thank you letters with various reasons why they couldn’t publish my short story or reader’s letter. Through perseverance and probably a lot of gutsy determination, I started getting pieces of my creative writing published. I began to receive phone calls from editors and prizes. The buzz began to happen and I began to believe.
Years later, I look back on the doors that slammed shut and the doors that creaked open. Occasionally, there were doors of opportunity open to me, but I was the one who shut the door. Have you ever done that? It can be scary; you start to doubt yourself and that’s when you decide to shut the door and stay on the path that you know.
This evening, I attempted to make an origami rose. I got as far as this and was stumped! I will return to this another day when I’m less tired.
Yesterday was one of those days where the doors decided to shut. The plan was to take my daughter somewhere special to take her mind off the dentist appointment. Considering there is a minor link between fairies, doors and teeth (the tooth fairy), I’m going to share with you what we’d planned. We were going fairy hunting. Yes, after a discussion at work, I found out there was a woodland fairy trail that contains fifteen wooden fairy doors hidden in the trunks of the trees.
Now, a twelve year old might be a bit old in some people’s eyes to believe in fairies, but when it comes to having teeth out, there is the expectation that the tooth fairy will pay a visit 😉
We will endeavour to explore the fairy trail on a less drizzly day and I will share with you some of the dainty little fairy doors that we find. In the meantime, this was a ten minute sketch I did of one of the door knockers as we are going to keep knocking on those doors of opportunity!