Sun and wind had really done a number on the bottom half, which was peeling and cracked,
while the varnish on the upper half of the door had yellowed and hardened.
You'd think this is the kind of project I'd want to do myself, right? And I would, but I was already on a deadline to finish Pamela's birthday quilt, and Ralph wanted to get started on the door. So he did.
Finally, I finished agonizing over the shade of red (not too orangey, not too purply, not too bright), and Ralph painted the doors.
I think they look wonderful! You can see the woodgrain and tell that they're real wood, and the color goes well with the brick trim without looking too country-barn red.
Well done, Ralph! Go, Team K!