This Spring I felt compelled to do some work on the exterior. Sided in aluminum sometime in the late 1950s, we've sort of put residing/painting on hold. It's such a huge project to tackle. We'd like to add a wide, wrap-around porch and, well, that only adds to the cost. However, when Hank cut down a dead pine tree that was smack dab in the middle of the front yard, suddenly the front of the house was clearly visible to all passers-by. Our neglected front door needed a bit of attention.
|Floyd inspecting the boots|
So my painted screen door and potted plants are a feeble, yet refreshing, attempt to pretty up the front of the house. Some day I'll have a deep, wide porch set with rockers and huge urns of geraniums, but until then, this little space works very well for front porch picnics of pb & j.