There are so many gates in my life. Open gates, closed gates. new gates and old gates. Charming ones, beautiful ones, ugly ones.....
Some gates are open all days, all nights. Some are closed.
I struggle to open a few ones, and at the same time I strive hard to keep a couple ones closed as I think they are meant to be closed.
Gates fascinate me.
Photo: a gate in the vicarage garden in my summer village
Copyright text and photos: Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
