I believed I’d open this post with a photograph of one of Corsica’s beautiful flowers, but on scrolling through the pics I took on my recent trip to that amazing island, I remembered I’d been really taken by this piece. Is it furniture? Maybe it’s what one would call a ‘fitting’. The little panels still have names in some cases so there shouldn’t be any confusion for Monsieur or Madame. The possibilities, however, are endless. Expecting a cheque? You can see an envelope with a bank’s logo thereon through the tiny portcullis – but it’s in the next door box to yours. A love letter? News of a job or a sick relative? So near and, without that key, so far.
Endless possibilities, endless scope, endless fun. What does it conjure for you?
Have you visited Capital Writers April catch-up post yet? Some of my writing friends have been very busy indeed.
Rejection e-mail from the lovely ed. Hurumph! Ah well, goes with the job, doesn’t it? Must try harder. With that wonderful post box above, there’s no excuse.