And, Behind Door #3...

Just when I thought I'd seen it all, in terms of odd color choices...  It seems the Care Bears may have had a little known colonial influence...

In our travels through the many and various basement, attic and garage hiding places of TOPH, we have found a large collection of windows, doors and screens.  Since we moved in this Summer, and the house was still largely "winterized", we made quick, if amusing, work of matching each port to its appropriate ventilated pest barrier.  And we attempted to store the take-offs in a way that made sense.  But, let's just say we had some left over parts.

When the drafts of first frost came, we learned quickly where stop-gap measures were needed. And, as luck would have it, our match-making skills proved generally successful.  The many-doored passages to the outside suddnely made sense.  Although, I must say it is cumbersome to navigate multiple knobs and latches in a cramped space with groceries and children, I do get the yankee-logic of an air lock.

However, there are doors in the house that open directly into living spaces.  It was our intent to shun those passages in the Winter months, but, even closed, they were radiating cold.  There was just no way the previous owners lived with them like that...  Ah.  Spare parts!

In the rafters of the garage hubby found a solid tongue-and-groove door with some old hinges and thumb-latch hardware on it.  It fits the outside of the tavern door jam perfectly.  It swings out.  The old hand-hewn panel door swings in.  Clearly it's been there before -- the hardware matches up perfectly, although some pieces are missing.  No biggy.  We will likely figure out a way to secure it and not open it again until Spring.

The kicker is the color.  Now we have a purple house with blue doors and a bright green (we're talkin' verde gris) "over" door.  This just keeps getting better.  I feel like I'm in a colonial Care Bears movie.