Knockdown

On a memorably unmemorable day in France some years ago, I discovered the beauty and charm of old door knockers.

Today on our lockdown walk, we spotted a nice knocker, and then the next two houses had good ones too.

We think maybe it’s a bit of neighborhood rivalry, like on those streets where everybody has to do Christmas lights.

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