I can't describe my excitement on Saturday when driving through the quaint little town of Macarthur in Victoria on my way home from a trip to Port Fairy. Deep in conversation with my friend Lorraine in the front seat, I spot out of the corner of my eye a glance of red. When I realised what it was I had to pull over suddenly to capture it. A bright soulful red door. I do not know what draws me to red doors... bright doors of any colour really, but red especially. There is something about that pop of colour that just makes me happy.