Ah July! How I long for these lazy Summer days. The world is bustling with places to go and people to see, but not me. I love watching the world go by from my porch swing.My favorite time of day is first thing in the morning, with the mist of the sea still floating through the air. The finches fly out of their bird house as if to say "Come on, get up, it's a brand new day!" The cat is curled up on the twig chair that holds my needlepoint tuffets, paying no mind to the sounds of the birds. I adjust my crisp pillow made from a vintage embroidered pillowcase, and sit on the swing. It is my quiet time for reflection and meditation. I keep it simple, and just in case, my designer clip board is nearby to jot down tidbits I want to remember.
The rose tea cozy covers my Hall tea pot. I pour the tea into my English bone china tea cup . It is perfect. The warmed scone is ready to be dotted with fresh strawberry jam from my silver jelly jar. Now where did I put that silver spoon? The cat stretches, looks over at me and then settles back to dreamland.
There goes my neighbor! We wave. She is off to find more treasures from estate sales. She needs to be first. I can't blame her. She finds the greatest loot! Why just last week she returned with a 1890 DreamLIfe Victorian book; 15 piece German child's tea set and boxed monogram notes. I was green with envy. That reminds me...I need to find some pink drop earrings and a lacey shawl to wear to the garden party.
From my porch swing my thoughts go to what July has to offer: precious family times; fireworks; sleep overs; ice cream cones; parades; patriotic decorating; long days at the beach; bbqs; laughter; gardening; a good book that you just cannot put down; country picnics and so much more. Life is easy from my porch swing.
Guest Writer, Susie Durrschmidt
Photo Contribution 1: C'est Chouette
