A house’s front door is the sort of the mouth of the house. It’s either smiling or glowering at people. Some people’s front porches around here make me want to knock on the door and ask to pay a quarter to see the rest of the house. I’m kind of noisy like that. When I see blooming wreaths, old benches topped and fluffed with cheery shades of yellow and green, rusty antiques artfully displayed in flower beds, and window boxes exploding with flowers…I just know if the outside is that good, the inside has got be amazing.
My front door, well, let’s just say, it is sort of like the fourteen year old tom-girl who just discovered lipstick and curling irons. You can tell she’s trying, and you feel like patting her on the back just to encourage her. You sort of want to tell her she’ll be a lady in no time so don’t worry too much about it.
One day my front yard will grow up to be a fine lady, and maybe even get what they call some “curb appeal”. In the mean time…we like to stick to simple things like making cheery little wreaths to offer a proper hello to Spring. “Wreath making” in the loosest sense possible that is. A thrift store embroidery hoop, a clearance string of ivy, several particularly happy looking butterflies, and a bit of ribbon is all that is needed for this wreath.
Nothing fancy here…a little twisting and a little tying…
And before you know it, your front door will be looking a lot like Spring…
…With a smile. Are you tempted to pay a quarter to see more? Ya, me neither, but it’s a good effort.
Isaiah 40:8 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.
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