tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post7048834251957274149..comments2024-03-13T04:00:21.690-05:00Comments on Life 101 : LIfe on my front porchRick Watsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-36158390425750803562018-06-20T11:54:05.065-05:002018-06-20T11:54:05.065-05:00I was so disappointed not to find a front porch la...I was so disappointed not to find a front porch large enough for a couple rockers. Nevertheless, recently Tom found him a bench and enjoys waving at the cars that go by every early morning. I think he's getting the hang of this "Southern" business, lol!Mevely317https://www.blogger.com/profile/14786988262452989091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-25306738701164805332018-06-20T08:07:34.288-05:002018-06-20T08:07:34.288-05:00Porches are wonderful and I do spend a lot of time...Porches are wonderful and I do spend a lot of time on mine. My grandparents had a porch like the one you described, only they had a swing on either end and rocking chairs in the middle. It was huge and a favorite place for us to play when it rained. Glad you have a place to sit and watch the world go by too!I'm mostly known as 'MA'https://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-91307355585908146422018-06-19T21:20:48.626-05:002018-06-19T21:20:48.626-05:00I loved the front porch on my old house that I was...I loved the front porch on my old house that I was asked to leave. joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-29131995255278155892018-06-19T21:12:04.868-05:002018-06-19T21:12:04.868-05:00I miss the swing on the front porch. The last two...I miss the swing on the front porch. The last two houses we have had (inc. this one) has had swings in the edge of the woods. Sherry and I spend time there most evenings. There is just Nothing like it.jack69https://www.blogger.com/profile/12884137603402812926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-4057552819852184632018-06-19T21:11:29.747-05:002018-06-19T21:11:29.747-05:00I can't smoke in the house anymore since my hu...I can't smoke in the house anymore since my husband is on oxygen, so I often find myself on our front porch. It's quite peaceful!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-38322877559486048022018-06-19T21:09:27.186-05:002018-06-19T21:09:27.186-05:00Injust watched a show about sleep and it is shown ...Injust watched a show about sleep and it is shown that people are getting much less sleep now due to all the phones, iPads etc... we need to learn to sit out on the front porch more. Back in 2003 or 04 when there was that huge blackout, I was on my veranda with my mom and people were all on their porches, talking, laughing..it was really wonderfulBirgithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09439720285857050428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-38123106950530361722018-06-19T20:23:38.166-05:002018-06-19T20:23:38.166-05:00Be my guest Emma.Be my guest Emma.Rick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-13327501035577820712018-06-19T20:23:13.131-05:002018-06-19T20:23:13.131-05:00No, it came that color from Lowe's.No, it came that color from Lowe's. Rick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-3536301508192545552018-06-19T20:22:41.881-05:002018-06-19T20:22:41.881-05:00I believe your right.I believe your right.Rick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-89341036716139354872018-06-19T20:15:05.177-05:002018-06-19T20:15:05.177-05:00There is nothing like a porch to sit and contempla...There is nothing like a porch to sit and contemplate or to visit with family and friends. With your permission I would like to write a post about some of my favorites.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-50352612150065291532018-06-19T17:30:45.060-05:002018-06-19T17:30:45.060-05:00I love those old front porches. It was a gatherin...I love those old front porches. It was a gathering place in the fresh air. We didn't had a front porch when I was young but I remember that fake brick tarpaper. Back then it was all the rage. <br />Did you painted your thinking bench?<br />Hugs, Julia I thought it was black.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03423754263165266554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19517251.post-58275208816487148692018-06-19T16:48:52.698-05:002018-06-19T16:48:52.698-05:00I suspect life would be more pleasant if more of u...I suspect life would be more pleasant if more of us had front porches (or their equivalent).Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com