I like the combination of clock and portal. Time is frozen on the clock face in the picture but the portal is open for transit. You don’t know who just passed through. In fact, I crossed this threshold at the precise time of the hands and quickly turned to snap a picture. It was my first steps of the Camino de Santiago which is as much a spiritual journey as it is a physical transit. I will never be the same person again but the clockface repeats itself over and over as each pilgrim starts their walk. Aren’t we all moving through portals everyday?