I want to walk up these stairs. No, I want to run up these stairs. I love outside stairs; they are just begging to be walked. I love these wooden stairs. I love iron fire escape stairs. I think, perhaps, I love outside stairs because they were something I rarely saw when I was growing up in a one story house town! Long wooden stairs and fire escapes were products of the big city with their tall and magnificent structures.
Though, my second favorite wooden stairway is in a national park and leads up to quiet waters and solitary caves.
Do you want to walk up these stairs with me?