Sue and I grew up in a small village called, Palmyra, NY. It is a village that saw its heyday in the Victorian era and early 20th century. The architecture of the village is noted for its Victorian charm. Along with that charm there are the inevitable front porches that encourage porch sitting, gabbing, waving hello, having a cool drink, reading a good book or just rocking the time away. Sue and I both grew up in houses with front porches and they were used – a lot.
Today, Sue and I are both fortunate enough to have front porches. Sue’s is in great shape and still in a village, mine has some condition problems but eventually it will be fixed up pretty, I hope. I no longer live in a village but in a country setting. But our porch’s use, regardless of their condition, remains the same.
This morning I sat on mine and did a little embroidery. I wish you could have heard the birdsong. It was lovely.
If you can, find a porch this summer and do a little porch sitting. It’s good for the soul. –Betsy