Over the last few weeks Dylan has developed a keen knack for finding beautiful streets in the neighborhood. (Okay, it's not that hard, but I like to make him feel like he has a job besides chasing his ball.) He likes to take us up to around Meade or Newton and 32nd and show me the gardens and gorgeous front doors. Yup, front doors. I have a thing for them. Growing up I never gave much thought to doors because I lived in a house that couldn't be seen from the street. For years I lived in apartments or condos so didn't have much choice. Now that I have my own front door I am obsessed with them. Red ones, black ones, stained wood, stained glass, giant doors, gnome doors, double doors, opened and you are welcomed, closed and you are safe inside.Perhaps that's why I enjoy marching up and down the...