I love a house with a porch. I grew up in one. My father, carpenter,
built a large swing and hung it on one side. I would sit there a swing
every night. It was such a wonderful time especially when I started
bringing the boys home to swing with me.
Well, today I have a deck! Bud and I sit out there on weekends having
our morning tea and now that it's getting cooler, sit there after dinner
and take in the sites. He just loves to see what is going on. He's noiser
than I am
Thanks for the trip down memory lane.