My front porch

I love my front porch. I heard once that it was a little trashy to hang out in your front yard. I say fooey on you..ee. I have two plastic, white chairs with a plant in between them, I know it's not much but it is pleasant and comfortable. Dusk is my favorite time of night to come out and enjoy my front porch. I live across the street from a horse pasture. I love watching the horses and feeling the soft breeze in my hair. In July the crickets come out. What a relaxing sound.. the humming of crickets. I also love listening to the old sprinklers. The ones that make a sprockety sound.

I have fond memories of my front porch. When I was little I used to paint my mom's toenails on the porch stairs. We used to have a picnic table on the porch. We would eat dinner outside if it wasn't too hot. I would have time to sit out there for hours watching neighbors walk by. It just seems that nowadays I just don't have time to sit on my front porch and meditate. I choose to do other activites like write this blog. However, I notice in life that we go through phases and seasons. This apparantly is not the season to sit and ponder. Maybe in a few months things will slow down. Well, until then I need to remember to take deeper breaths.