I wish he hadn’t said it. My former landlord in the Yakima Valley, visiting us here in New England, remarked on how many of the houses he saw that were in need of new paint. That was before he saw ours, too.
Now, in this seemingly picturesque location, everywhere I turn, I see houses with peeling paint. Or worse.
I wish he hadn’t said it.
At least he said nothing about roofing.
Jnana's Red Barn 
It is interesting what our eyes are drawn to once we are made aware of something. Like when you buy a certain car or brand of clothing, now you see it everywhere when you might not have noticed before.