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March 01, 2005
THE RAINING PORCH
One of the fondest memories of my childhood was “the raining porch�.
It covered three sides of the house, and was deep enough so that you didn’t get wet in a driving thunderstorm. You could just watch the rain. There’s a big difference between watching it rain, and standing in it.
I think this is why I love storms, and am not distressed by inclement weather. Bring it on, and blame it on the porch.
Now, in all fairness, I did have to move from one side to the other occasionally, but that was just part of the game.
I remember eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner on the porch. I remember some of the best conversations, including arguments; I’ve ever had, on that porch. I remember shooting squirrels everything off that porch. I took naps on that porch, and I passed out on that porch. There was a lot of shit that happened on that porch, and most of it was good.
I remember the porch girls.
Anyway, there’s nothing like standing in the rain without getting wet.
Posted by Yabu at March 1, 2005 07:33 PM | General
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I grew up with a porch like that...there was also a tin roof on a shed near by. I loved to sit on the porch in my grandfather's rocking chair and watch it rain, smell the rain, and listen to the drops hit the tin roof...good memories.
; )
Posted by: Christina at March 1, 2005 09:41 PM
Yes, I am envious of the porch I posted. It isn't mine. It's my mom's.
Always had one growing up as well... miss it.
Posted by: Key at March 2, 2005 03:08 PM
