Chad and I decided to take advantage of (what was supposed to be) a sunny weekend to finally paint the front door. Others were taking advantage of a sunny Saturday, too. The oak trees were getting all sexy and dropping a fine mist of pollen on the wet paint. The owners of the lot across the street were clearing and chipping wood in preparation of putting the lot on the market, depositing a fine mist of sawdust on the paint. And the birds were hanging out in the nearby bird feeder getting ready to leave, well, you get the picture. At least Olive kept the birds at bay.
The door, mid-painting.
Turns out orange is a four to five coat color... Annoying.
Olive, vigilantly keeping birds at bay.
