I love screen doors; there is something about them that is nostalgic. I think most homes, in the era I grew up in, had screen doors. I can still hear the squeeeeak, slam of a screen door in my childhood memory. Remember the eye-hook lock that was sure to keep any potential robber at bay. Of course who worried about that in the "good ol' days"? Our screen door saw a lot of squeak-slam from the 6 kids that were in my family. After a few of these "headache giving" slams my mom would say "stay in or stay out" and if we kept running in and out she would send us all out and lock the door behind us. The screen had to be replaced a few time with six kids pushing on the screen rather than the wood or running through the screen.
I took the photo of this lovely screen door while I was out taking photos for my post on "My Town". This little house was hidden in an alcove between 2 larger historical buildings. It is such a quaint little place I couldn't help but stop and admire it and of course take a photo.