This was a colorful look I spied yesterday, amid all the whiteness. I've traveled Pleasant Street quite a bit, but I guess I've missed them. I'm just surprised these colors hadn't attracted my eye before yesterday. Portland's a city with a lot of brick along with some fabulous architecture. These were aspects of the city that growing up, I never noticed. I do now. Better late than never.
There is always time to grow.
Those doors are hard to miss! I'm glad that you are getting more observant!! Yup, growth is constant. . . thank goodness!!
ReplyDeletecompeting doorways. i prefer the 'classier' one on the right. the left has a bit too much whimsy for me. :)
ReplyDeleteOnce again, you make me homesick! I am so curious as to where these doors are...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun contrast! I like them both. :)
ReplyDeleteI'll take the red door, please!
ReplyDeleteColorful on a mostly white day.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like Ireland.
These are colorful doorways. Wonder if the neighbors talk to each other, or just compete for attention?
ReplyDeleteOhh -- such lively colors -- very nice -- barbara
ReplyDeleteTwins....in different clothes.
ReplyDeleteNice composition.
ReplyDeleteMaybe we could repaint them a bit darker. I'll meet you with the paint and brushes.
ReplyDeleteI like how you notice new things in a city you've been in a long time.
ReplyDeleteIn France, bricks are "from north". You won't find them in south.So I'm always attrcted by them when I see such a building.
ReplyDeleteThank you for permission! Bench is posted!
The doors are just perfect!Love the colors!
ReplyDeleteLéia
You make me wonder--what if there had been photo blogs when we were young. As budding bloggers we would have noticed, and looked for, many different scenes.
ReplyDeleteOooh, love that blast of color!
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