I’d buy you a dormered cape. . . and make it look like this.
BEFORE AND AFTER
We don’t live in this house but in the chance I get to choose the exterior colors of one like it, I’m ready. With the windows being so close together the shutters were cramped.
“Quit elbowing me Gutter!”
“Finestra dude, I got nowhere to go!”
I prefer the clean lines and the contrast of white trimmed windows against a dark vinyl siding. A deep red door is the pinch of spice.
Yes the snow remains. In this domestic daydream I am skiing while my pretty house sits waiting for me all warmed and smelling like maple walnut cookies. I was going to add a chimney but even my imagination can’t justify the extra expense—it splurged on his/hers separate master closets instead.