I love my screen doors. I can't help myself. I take pictures of them like they were a member of my family, one of my animals, or important historical places of interest.
I have at least a hundred pictures of them, and that doesn't count the front screen door's first life in Diamond Springs, when I even painted it for an art class. But that is a whole story of its own, how I came to get my screen doors. I will save that for another post. Today I just want to admire them.
I designed the screen door on the front from some of my favorite gingerbread accents. I wanted it simple yet very old fashioned looking.
Over the years they have received some boo-boos. The cats (well, actually just Ishi...) have climbed the screens, so there are little holes in trails up and down, but flies are too big to get through them.
One day our Corgi, Robbi must have been bored, and he wanted to come inside, and he chewed the gingerbread trim a bit on the screen door which leads to the deck. It isn't too bad, but it is not a good look. But it is realistic... Let's face it, animals are hard on a home.
I like the satisfying SLAM! when you are coming in the house in a hurry and forget to catch the door. It echoes down the river canyon, perhaps they can hear it in Coloma.
I like the way the two screen doors are directly across from each other in the living room, so when they are open the air can just flow through. It smells so good and the room gets freshened up in no time.
I like the way they look like they are really old, and they compliment our home and make it look like it is really old too.