Summer days on the back porch
where the livin' is easy.
And for me, early morning is always the best part of the day.
Here's the morning sun, just peeking over the trees
I love the phrase " sit a spell."
(I'm quite good at it, actually)
and to me there's
nothing like swinging on the porch swing.
Nowhere to go
No place to be
Just the creaking of the chain as the swing rocks to and fro.
Here you can enjoy the morning,
listen to the birds gossiping
and take in the beauty of the day unfolding
Ah, there's that first slice of light
I collect sheets from yard sales to use on my porch swing. Because I like the look of their faded charm.
The cushions underneath are outdoor cushions so they're fine in the elements. And the sheets are so easy to wash and wear.
Look what happens when you sit quietly on the porch swing.....we
caught these little fellas waiting for Mom to come home with some goodies
lush, green Ferns have a cooling effect,
and along with the bubbling fountain
make a summer morning on the porch irresistible.
But of course the animals think the fountain is their 'personal drinking fountain'.
After all it is just the perfect height.
You know Elizabeth Bennett
and this is Rocky.
Our home has served as an animal convalescant home of sorts for many years.
They show up on our doorstep; the ragged, the road weary..... the orphaned.
They stop for awhile and they eat, they rest, they heal, and then mostly they move on.
So 'Rocky' is the latest in a long string of visitors. He showed up after an obviously
nasty cat fight
nasty cat fight
couldn't resist the pun. ha ha ...(hence the name, Rocky)
And so he will stay for as long as he needs.
Lizzie is a very good friend.
"Are you ok?"
If the swing is not available, don't fret
there are two other rockers to choose from as well.
This wicker rocker we've had forever.
The wooden chair, Mr. Wonderful rescued from a yard sale and worked his magic on it.
If you're up to it, we could have a quick game of tic-tac-toe.
Hmmm.....looks like Mr. Wonderful is about to win.
We hung an outdoor blind, but then I decided I wanted something
and bring cool shade and beauty to the space.
Don't you just love my new flea market find?
wisps of clouds dotting a perfect summer sky
as the afternoon is upon us.
There is always something beautiful about a horse in a field.
So, lucky me, I get to enjoy
our neighbors' horse, right outside our back door.
Come and sit a spell, won't you?