Are there things in life that make you sigh, smile and laugh all at the same time..For me it's what I call the good things in life.
Front Porches with Nice Rocking Chairs-
Growing things excite me! Blooming things thrill me!
Growing, vining, blooming things just feed my senses.
From the deck looking out onto the back yard I love the open spaces and lush growth of trees [of nearby property owners] we enjoy as they provide shade and beauty hugging close to our fences.
I feel so loved and cared for when I lounge on that deck watching for butterflies and hummingbirds and trying to identify the birds within hearing. My husband usually knows what they are ..late, late afternoon before dusk the sounds of locusts? Katydids? at times seem to be filling the entire outdoors surrounding us..he points out if I listen carefully I can identify where they are coming from-the exact tree- and continues to inform me that there are actually two or perhaps three making all that noise. Amazing! Where did he learn all that?
If you live in a small town in southern United States, you must have a front porch. It's a southern thing. It's welcoming, friendly, homey. Then if you have that welcoming front porch you really do need a front porch swing. I have noticed certain family members when they visit always gravitate to that swing.
Surprising as it may sound I think each one of our sons have taken notice of Mom's touch, the windowless old window behind the swing, attached with wire to the ceiling and hanging directly above the porch railing. Why the window without window panes? It provides a frame for the blooming mandevilla vine to climb onto. Truthfully, even without the vine, the old window was going to be hung there. That's just what I do. I love that "our boys" notice it. In fact I think other men visiting usually notice it. Such a little thing...paid $15 for the window at a yard sale and didn't cost a thing for "you know who" to hang it! He could live without these primitive decorative touches but he knows I can't.
I see so many beautiful things around me. I feel so richly blessed it seems almost decadent. Did I mention the fabulous eucalyptus tree close enough to smell at times?
His world..and He allows me to enjoy it. The beauty and abundance just never ends. My dear Mother would have felt her daughter must be 'rich.'
My Faith, My Family and even Flowers-What more could I need?
I would wish for you, each of you that you are able to see, hear and smell the same beauty..and hold it close, 'never forgetting from whence it came'.