When I first moved in, the exterior was in decent shape in that it wasn’t falling down… but just barely. The previous owner put a new roof on just a few years ago, so all I needed to pay attention to was the cedar siding. There was considerable termite damage and wood rot around the front bay window (hidden partially by the bushes), but after several tubes of caulk, things came together. If I had to name the paint color, I think I’d call it Sick Dog.
Thanks to a little family help, the wood rot has been replaced and other damaged areas have been repaired. I also chose a new color scheme for the siding and trim, gave the front door an entirely new look, resurrected the old house numbers, and I can finally see the finish line on this project. Only it’s twelve feet above my head and it’s not such a great idea to be on a ladder alone.