I love to walk around city neighborhoods, enjoying the architectural details that go by too fast in a car. This fine building stands at an oddly shaped intersection in London. The accoutrements of a gracious home are still here: wrought iron doors and numbers plus a brass doorbell and letterbox, all set within an entryway of terra cotta bricks. Let's stop a moment and imagine what it might have been like in the nineteenth century to ring that bell and be ushered inside. This is my little postcard to you, with a reminder to slow down and enjoy the street-level views.