The house was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. upon the walls were the photographs of children; so obviously so loved. the floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely browns and the walls were the greens of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. the banister was a twirl of a branch; tamed by the carpenter-s hand; it-s grain flowing as water might; in waves of comforting woodland hues. under the lamp-shine it was nature-s art; something that soothed right to the soul.