Last night we happened to drive by our first house.
Even though we moved in when it was built, about 30 years ago,
it looks pretty much the same.
Same steep driveway, same Burford holly hedge across the front porch.
Same red brick and light gray exterior.
And the same gray front door.
When I lived there, I always said that someday I would have a red door.
And now I have four red doors on my house.
Here's the garage side door:
Sometimes you get what you ask for--
and it's pretty good!