in the peacefulness
it is possible
to dream as big as the sky
On The Porch
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
in the peacefulness
it is possible
to dream as big as the sky
what a lovely place to sit and dream…
😊
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Wonderful view.
thanks Paul
What a beautiful view! A good place to dream as big as the sky.
Thanks Anne. Exactly!
Amazing photo. Great poem!
thank you Suzette
A pleasure Catherine. Have a great day.
A lovely description of those times to rest and let your mind wonder. And that spot looks quite good for those times. Also, I like the hook underneath the porch’s ceiling …. to me, it looks like it’s taking a break from hanging flower pots and is trying to catch a cloud 🙂
Dave, what keen looking!!! I love the notion of the hook taking a rest and trying to catch a cloud. I’ve thought of it many times over the past few days. A delight. Thank YOU. Catherine 😊
Glad that my comment had that effect 🙂
The most important space in a home, in my opinion….
I couldn’t agree more George.
Perfect sentiment. Perfect view. 🌸
thanks Paula.😊🌸
Fabulous.
thanks Linda
A lovely view – gives the mind space to roam!
yes, yes it does😊
Hi Catherine
What a great view.
Thanks for sharing
The Fab Four of Cley
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
Klaus, I’m so happy to share it. It’s an incredible spot. Best, Catherine
What an incredible view and poem! What a place to relax.🌟
Thanks Susan. It’s a little slice of heaven where silence wraps around you like a comforter on a cold night and bird song is a lullaby. Time melts away…along with all your cares.
I’d like to sit there for a few hours… Nice.
It’s a place that restores the soul. Glad I could share a little of it’s essence.
Love both the photo and sentiments!
thank you Jane
Love it! One of your best!
thanks so much Sakura
Peaceful view, lovely to imagine being right there. 🙂
😊
I’ve always wanted a front porch for this very reason! Back decks just aren’t the same…
oh the refuge of the porch!
I love porches. I love the sky. This photo and poem show the reasons why.
😊nothing is as restorative as some time on the porch watching the cloud parade.