sometimes

Sometimes I drive by this blue cottage with a red door.
Sometimes I drive the long way to visit a friend just to see it.
Sometimes I wonder why I adore it so.
Sometimes I wonder if the inside is just as darling as the outside.

Sometimes, more like every time, I say to my husband,
"this is my favorite home in Utah."

Sometimes I get a blank stare.
Sometimes I think he secretly likes it just as much as I do.

...probably not, but we will work on it!