The front porch.....
There is nothing nicer than a pretty front porch.
Growing up.... my mother always kept a beautifully decorated front porch. White wicker furniture, vintage linens and fresh flowers that smelled so sweet.
It was a wonderful time in my life. I remember sitting on the porch..... after a long day.... drinking pink lemonade and my dad twirling us around in these funky swivel chairs until we laughed so hard we would cry. A lot of wonderful memories were made there.
The front porch was a special place. Well used and well loved.
I remember when people would sit on the porch early in the morning with a cup of coffee and enjoy the morning paper, rest in the afternoon with a glass of sweet tea and gather again in the evening to share and tell stories about their day. You could drive through town at any given time and wave at your neighbors sitting on their porches. It was the best of times.
I have a lot of fun decorating my porches. I have the big porch and a smaller porch with a side walkway. I'm constantly changing and switching things out. I freshened things up this morning. I added a hand painted sign, an antique wrought iron plant stand I found at the flea market and some vintage linens. And..... finally got around to planting the window boxes.
Everything looks so "welcoming".
Wishing everyone a wonderful week!