Yellow Birdhouse

A and T have done so many nice things to their old house across the street; it's getting painted now (and I'm always taken by seeing workers crawling around the outside of a house. I think it goes back to that Edward Weston photo of friends posing in windows, but the picture I'm thinking of didn't come up in Google, and I'm not going to search for it in a book . . . ), but the little yellow birdhouse is distracting. In fact, it's often distracting: from our place it appears in front of their window and seems like a light; I've done more than one double-take.