January has been more of a door than a window – a locked door. A beast of a door, almost alive, made of ancient wood and forged steel.
On Monday Lila pointed out a whimsical entrance into nowhere. She spotted it on the drive to school as I watched the clock on the dashboard. We have never seen it before. What had been hidden by two seasons of vegetation is now winter’s revelation.
I’m going to envision my January becoming a fanciful turquoise gate. Yes, I see its chain and lock. I plan to jump over the wall.
End Note: I took the photo on Monday morning. A gift for Lila.