Two nearby members of the Society for the Promotion of Purple Houses, one honorary and one most definite. The laneway is one of the last gravel lanes, which gives a cheerful small-town feel. People say the lanes should all be paved so that you don't have to wash your car as often, but the last time I washed my truck was in 1997, so that's not an issue for me. (It always rains before I get around to it.) The two Douglas-firs in front of the purple house were majestic trees when our house was built in 1926; the sequoia behind the blue house is working hard to catch up.