Who doesn't love a front porch.
A place to gather and slow your life down to the speed of an rocking chair.
Or maybe swing your cares away on the front porch swing.
Front porches say welcome to all who approaches it. Our pastor stopped by one evening and upon entering our home and said, "Your front porch just simply says home." What a good feeling to know that my porch speaks home and rest to our visitors!
When I was a little girl, the front porch was used often, and it was apart of our lives. We didn't have AC when I was younger and after a hot day of cooking, cleaning, canning and working in the garden the front porch was much cooler than the house was.
We would sit out there hoping for a cool breeze to come by to cool us off.
It was a place to simply enjoy the slow life of rocking or swinging on the front porch.
When summer days where hot and humid it would be too hot to sleep indoors. One by one we would come out to the front porch at three in the morning where it was cooler. Some would rock in the chairs while the little ones would fall asleep in mom's lap or an older sibling's lap.
We didn't have a telephone when I was younger (we did get our first phone in 1967.) To catch up on the latest news people would just drop in. No one worried about their homes being perfect.
Our Grandma Maggie didn't have a front porch, but the front yard would do.
Each evening when the chores and supper was done they would sit out front in their
metal lawn chairs. The front yard was much cooler then the house because they didn't
have AC back then.
Our grandparents loved sitting in the front yard each evening. They enjoyed watching
folks drive by, because back then you knew your neighbors. My Grandma used to burn old
rags in a pan to keep the bugs away. The rags would smolder and make a lot of smoke.
Neighbors always dropped in to visited with our grandparents, it was a time of sharing the latest
news or events that would fill the evening. It was a time to share stories from the good old days. All the children who played near by would stop to listen to the stories. There wasn't any TV's or electronics, my grandparents might of had an old radio.
We have come a long ways from these simpler times of just
dropping in and visiting on the front porch.
Stop in for a visit!
Stop in for a visit!