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.