All my life I have lived in the South and yearned for a front porch.  As a child, I spent much of my summer outside either under or up on a limb of our huge Chinaberry tree, dreaming of porch-sitting.  
     Once, at a very ratty (literally) duplex during university life, I had a front porch for a few months until the rodents and a gas leak drove me away.  Not much porch-sitting was done there.         
     Sadly, as an adult, our house purchases seemed to come sans porches. But now we have a front porch and a back porch!   It's loved by us, our pups, and our cats.  We even have an occasional possum or two visit the porch.
​      Living with a porch is all I dreamt it would be and more!  Tonight we had a dinner party with excellent food, much wine, and hilarious conversation with dear friends on our front porch.  We watched the sun set and the fireflies come out; we listened to the crickets, parrots, frogs, and our own laughter.  Joyous views, joyous sounds - all from our front porch.