Hi everyone. I hope your weekend is going well.
My daughter is visiting this weekend. I haven't seen her since late October (although we chat so often it surprises me its been that long), and she now has a new ring to show off. She just got her engagement ring back from having it sized, and I was excited to see it.
She and her Dad also went shopping yesterday to get me something I don't know about for Christmas. I know I am getting another (bee) hive for Christmas so come summer I can have 2. When the hubby asked me what I wanted for Christmas I told him he could get me another hive. He must have ordered one because when they arrived, we had been out and were just coming home and he teased me about what I "now" bought in such big boxes that were sitting in front of the garage. Smile. Nope, the boxes were for him.
I was a little worried about him going out shopping in the crowds on a weekend with him being immune suppressed because right now New Hampshire has the dubious distinction of having the highest covid rate in the nation. And we don't even have a big population, as we are #42 (in population) out of the 50 states. Not good! I just wish our state government was doing more to get people to wear masks. My husband is fully vaccinated, but being immune suppressed who knows how effective the vaccines are. I do know he always wears a mask though.
I would certainly rather have him healthy than get a Christmas gift that he bought and caught covid while doing so.
Enough about those things. I am posting because I want to share another page for Valerie's When One Door Opens Another One Closes challenge at Art Journal Journey. I had spent some time thinking about doors, and one thing I thought of was how fancy hotels and some big city apartment buildings have a doorman.