Endless Change

I wonder if I ever will stop making major changes, tearing this apart. each time I seem to learn something I deem my former self a fool for not understanding earlier. I changed the roof color and the wall color to match the Ponderosa bark and needles. I changed the entrance into a barrel-shaped portico with a gable. I moved columns around I added a wall and another oval window on the second floor. I curved the steps up the porch, and then banked the masonry fifteen degrees and rounded off the edges.