Farmer's Porch

This farmer’s porch wraps up the house, pitching shade along all four sides, with simple posts and long, flat spans, and pressure-treated floor-boards, wide. My wife may have gotten closets, decorated the inside space, but this long porch is my retreat, I’m better in an outdoor place. The north-face has a clear-cut slope, an open spot amongst the trees, the west-side features my kid’s yard, and often catches zephyr’s breeze. The south faces road and river, a rock-chocked stream with flowing sound, the east-side is close to tall trees, an ideal place for cooling down. On rainy days I sit out here, enjoy the mists but don’t get wet, on sunny days I sit out here, avoid the sunburns some folks get. With hammock and chair here and there, I can relax as things pass by, have read Tolstoy out on this porch, and westerns where the bullets fly. It may seem quite bizarre to some, to write of pleasures a porch brings, but the more I sit out I see that life is made by little things…