It's been something I've wanted to do for several years.... It needed color, a little life to it.
And as the trees began to change color in my front yard, the want became stronger in my heart.
But what color should it be? Yellow? Red perhaps?
Or as grey as the sky on a cold fall and winter's day?
And Grey it became. My front door finally changed from the white it had been for all of it's 8 or 9 years and turned to grey.
It stands happy next to a big pot of purple mums, mums now turned brown from frost.
And now that the front door is painted, it looks like my trim needs painting now too.