Rust is a favorite color........................

This door reminds me of Kathy, Santa Fe, Malad, Cherry Creek, A friend, Doug S., who had a most interesting yard, and also of one of my favorite books, "As I lay Dying". It may mostly be the "faded partially bare wood" as much as the door. Kathy seems to like to take pictures of doors and gates. I also remember a chicken coop, and much of the farmyard for that matter, on my grandparents farm. The book is a look at a different time and place. When I read it I see and hear those times. The book presents the sounds of the time in language and as you visualize the different individuals in the story a door like this might be a part of the scene. From the very first he first words of this most interesting book your "in the story".

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Jewel and I come up from the field, following the path in single file.

Although I am fifteen feet ahead of him, anyone watching us from

the cottonhouse can see Jewel's frayed and broken straw hat

a full head above my own.

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This books beginning just "jumps into action". No fancy painted surface hiding the real story but just from word one the reality of what the message is. My friend Doug once told me that his favorite color was "rust". He then took me on a tour of the many different types of metal often sitting on or by some interesting and of course old piece of wood. He saw the character of the metal in the "rust".
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But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven,

where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt,

and where thieves do not break through nor steal.

Matthew 6:20