Thursday, November 3, 2011

Home. Sweet, Sweet Home.

I don't think any word can describe how I feel about this sweet, homey little front porch. I want it, and one day, hopefully I can have one. And the love I ever felt for a building, goes to this porch. I am in love.

 I feel so much emotion, so much beauty from this little porch.

The leaf-strewn path, the faded coral steps, the corn husks, pumpkin and broom. The cheerful yellow of the house, the hanging plant, the pot. The energetic green chair. I would feel so at home here. My heart longs for this place. 
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  1. Paul MaitrejeanNovember 4, 2011 at 6:29 AM

    I felt that way about a Porche once . . .

    Seriously, though, you certainly display an ability with words and description in this post! I enjoyed reading it. Maybe one day you'll get your wish.

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