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porch swings

 

Remember those carefree days when you sat on a porch swing in the evening and listened as the sounds of night began one by one to chime together creating a symphony? Do you recall the breeze touching lightly on your face and the feeling of it brushing away the heat of the sun and you felt a peaceful solitude as you gently swayed back and forth in a set rhythm?

Oh, that a day like those days existed in reality and were more than memories stored away as a file in the mind. This has been a day shaped entirely by our ecommerce world in which I’ve become entangled. There doesn’t seem to be a place where porch swings and cyberspace meet.

Even now as I sit at a computer typing words that will spread around the world and back again; and in some respect find satisfaction in it, I also miss the simple life I once lived. How many lifetimes ago was that? I cannot recall.

It’s as water passing under a bridge, rolling downstream, never to be seen again. People have vanished from this life, leaving empty places in my heart and empty porch swings on empty porches of empty houses. Those houses were homes where children laughed and played and voices carried across open fields.

I wish things were simple again.

 

— i said that

 

 

(film photograph, #sagegrass)

19 Comments

a penny for your thoughts?

Michael Rawlukreply
February 26, 2018 at 8:40 pm

Never had a porch swing. I am thinking maybe a garden swing would be something to build.

Harryreply
February 26, 2018 at 10:03 pm

there must be a swing behind that large bush, but it eludes me.

B. thomasreply
February 26, 2018 at 10:22 pm

For me people have vanished from this life, leaving empty places in my heart and empty – rocking chairs – on empty porches. Time marches on.

lislreply
February 27, 2018 at 12:20 am

A thoughtful post today, sherri. Life moves on – and perhaps one day our children will look back to their young cyberful age with the same nostalgia

Tatar@Yreply
February 27, 2018 at 1:13 am

Les moments de bonheur passent bien trop vite, et l’on se retrouve parfois seul , avec des événements non prévu à l’avance.
La vie est ainsi faite ! !!!..)

Michael Skorulskireply
February 27, 2018 at 1:17 am

This is a very homey and beautiful image, Sherri. If the porch swing is part of your memory, you are blessed.

mhelenereply
February 27, 2018 at 4:19 am

Wonderful composition and queit tones !

Maria-linareply
February 27, 2018 at 5:57 am

Que c’est beau, magnifique! Bise, bon mardi tout en douceur!!!

Stevenreply
February 27, 2018 at 6:26 am

A very nice home that is well-landscaped! Oh, I yearn for the simpler days! They were much safer as well. I can’t wait to be on the front porch and wait for the symphony of crickets to overtake the music from the passing cars. 🙂

Bill Phillipsreply
February 27, 2018 at 6:45 am

I love the picture that is like a faded old colour snap, It fits well with your words

ruthiebearreply
February 27, 2018 at 9:15 am

I love porch swings. My grandparents had one of which I have wonderful memories. The ambiance of this image brings to mind that slower paced time.

Annereply
February 27, 2018 at 10:07 am

Lovely words to go with your image.

….peterreply
February 27, 2018 at 10:20 am

we had such a porch when we were young and spent many summer night listening to the symphony of nature… or in a thunderstorm feeling its power while we stayed dry…
i loved your prose today and my porch is gone for 40 years now Sherri…but i will never forget the time spent on it… hugs….peter:)

Willemreply
February 27, 2018 at 10:46 am

Lovely words, lovely garden and a beautiful photo.

Tom Wilsonreply
February 27, 2018 at 1:23 pm

Lovely shot – not a feature of houses in the UK – we don’t have the weather for them!

Elaine Hancockreply
February 27, 2018 at 4:29 pm

I do remember those times but it was an old screen porch at my grandfather’s house. Even now, in the heat of summer, I like to sit outside and listen to the sounds of the night. But unfortunately, there seems to be a lot more artificial noise. I did not remember that as a child. I wish that it was a more simpler time too. This is a lovely image.

Elaine-reply
February 28, 2018 at 5:46 am

ok, THIS TIME you for sure made me cry… i feel so sad right now

Lewisreply
February 28, 2018 at 2:17 pm

I love how you framed the flowers (onion flowers ?) in the small window and the treatment.

sherrireply
February 28, 2018 at 3:27 pm
– In reply to: Lewis

yes, the onions bloomed : – )

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