morsure, An engraving on copper. A forgotten garden gate stands half open where a country path disappears into tall summer growth. Wild roses climb one side of the stone entrance, while foxgloves rise independently on the other, their flower bells changing size along each stem. In the foreground, grasses and small daisies lean across the path without concealing its direction. The gate has a simple latch and visible hinges, and its lower edge clears the uneven ground. Through the opening, an old apple tree and a narrow ribbon of sunlight promise a larger garden beyond. Keep the center of the entrance relatively open so that the eye can travel through the scene. A butterfly settles on a flower near the latch, small enough to remain a discovery. The stonework is weathered but stable, with plants rooted in plausible crevices. This should feel like a place returning gradually to itself, where human care and natural growth still coexist, and where an inviting threshold matters more than picturesque decay.