I went to my mother-in-law’s house this weekend… and fell in love with her front door. Can you fall in love with a front door?

Do you love this hanging basket?

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen my front lawn.. but it doesn’t look like this.

I wish her son (The Man) had this kind of green thumb 🙂

Do you think she would EVER refer to her son as “The Man”? I’ll have to ask her that some day. I wonder what The Man’s two younger brothers would be called? But let’s get back to my love…

Here’s what I fell in love with…

OO–OH how I would like for my front porch to be this inviting..

This makes me sigh.. I’m in love with a front door, and I don’t care who knows.