The house came with a flood light as a porch light, that was motion censored. It was ugly. Harsh. And reminded me of a light that would be used at a prison to catch escapees.
This is the best photo I have of our house in its original state. Don't let the green tree and blue sky fool you. But if you look at the porch you can see the light. But it doesn't pack-a-punch- so it had to go!
We stopped at Lowe's and Home Depot- but couldn't find a light that we liked. We went to Osh, and found one we both thought would work. Since Ryan was installing the fixture, he had to be onboard! And being under $50 we were sold.
My thoughts on porch lights is that they are your houses jewelry. And like all good diamonds- the bigger the better. Too many people suffer from small-porch light syndrome. But not these two, anymore!
Ryan was tasked to hang her up. (After turning off the electricity of course.) And like all good house projects, this one came with many hiccups. Our electrical box is vintage 1960's so it needed some extra love to get our light up. But Ryan stuck with it, and we got her up just in time for our trick-or-treaters!
Isn't she pretty?
And the finished porch, in fall mode of course!
So much better! The next things on our list for the porch is to relocate the mailbox, and I'd love to fill the dirt pit to the right with concrete. We also need to repaint the house. Ah, so much to do!!