I’d like to say I just took these in northern Michigan. I found this post in my drafts, and am wondering why I never posted it LAST spring. Hmmm, maybe because it is a welcome sign of things to come THIS spring in northern Michigan. Sounds good to me!
15 years ago country singer Tracy Lawrence wrote a song titled “If the World Had a Front Porch”. In it Lawrence spoke about his front porch and how it transcends the physical into the metaphysical.
“It was where my mama sat on that old swing with her crochet
It was where grandaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream those sultry summer nights
Where the bulldog had her puppies and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I’d sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant wippoorwhill or the hum of a passin’ car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
And it was where I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We’d still have our problems but we’d all be friends
Treatin’ your neighbor like he’s your next of kin
Wouldn’t be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch like we did back then”
Porches are on most houses where I live now. All different shapes and sizes. We sit on them all the time. The charming spot above is in our neighborhood. You see your neighbors, wave to passersby, and whittle away the hours reading, just sitting, or daydreaming. It’s that time of year folks…finally! Enjoy every moment while it lasts.
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