The first storm
The house my parents live in was built by my dad over 20 years ago. I think that even before it had a proper porch, it had a porch swing.
Sitting on the swing watching the afternoon storms roll in was a staple of my formative years. If you’ve ever been to their house on a summer afternoon, you’ve done it too. The tin roof provides the atmosphere and relative security. The lightening and thunder the entertainment.
It’s summer. We’ve had some storms. But this is the first one in a long time that I’ve met while on the swing, counting the seconds after each roll of thunder.
June 4th, 2010 at 9:52 am
That’s my kind of entertainment! Love you! Miss you!