What is it about front gates that makes them enchanting and enticing all at once? Perhaps it’s their “vedo-non-vedo” quality, which allows passersby to peek in and catch a glimpse of the treasures within. Or is it perhaps, that I end up fantasising about flower and herb gardens, whilst sipping a hot cuppa and reading a good book on a rocking chair, with a kitten on my lap?
I can’t help myself. When I see a high, ornate, wrought iron gate, I simply have to linger a little longer. (Apologies for the alliteration. It wasn’t planned.) After all, a front gate, is like a second front door, yet it allows people like me to experience much more than its timber counterpart affords.
So, what is it about front gates? Even if they can’t be seen?
[ Hey everyone. It’s been a while since I posted about these 2 beauties. I have been trying to find where they are because my mom sold them and their cages for $200 when I was in the hospital. It happened July/August of 2011. I had them for 10 years. The cherry headed conure is a female about 16 years old. Her name is Oscar. The blue and gold macaw is a female about 15 years old. Her name is Cosmo, but responds to Hurrudaba because she decided that was her name. My mom sold them to a woman that lived in Rhode Island. I miss them dearly and just would like to at least seem them again. If you all could share this for me so I can see my babies again I would be forever grateful. ]
Oscar and Cosmo were her PETS and it seems that there was some kind of miscommunication and now she no longer has them and would just like to seem them again.
The new owner was sold so a woman somewhere in Rhode Island.
My RI / New England followers, Can we please boost this? T_T Let her see her babies one more time!