Our Little Nest

Here is the front entrance to our house. Looks lovely, doesn't it? The foreground shows our Pontiac Grand Prix and our red maple tree. The interlocking curved paving stone path leads you up the steps to the much lighter porch. The burnt orange door tells you we are bold yet warm-hearted, and not afraid to venture out into the wild and crazy. The door itself, with its wee window at the top says we are somewhat private and maybe even a little cautious. The solid brick represents our relationship and is softened ever so slightly by the weeping caragana and other greenery out front. So, really, our house is a reflection of us. Not surprising after thirty years of living in it.