My favorite place is sitting on my back porch on an early summer morning. The small
concrete back porch sits in the back of my home near the woods and the garden. The area
is very isolated and peaceful. There are no sounds of human life, cars or anything to
alter nature. After awakening in the mornings, I remove the everlasting sleep from my
tired eyes and walk to the small warming porch. I enjoy this time alone to gather my
thoughts and feelings for the day.
The old iron furniture squeaks and wobbles when it is sat upon. The umbrella waves
with the wind, as if waving to say good morning. The grill adds smells of a pleasant
mix of last night's barbeque and old charcoal. Freshly brewed coffee and the sharp smell
of summer also mix in the air. Sitting on the morning dew damp chairs and listening to
the wind as it brushes with softness.
Bright white light startles me for a moment as I start
to awaken for a new day. The squirrels start to come out slowly as if they are playing
hide and seek. The trees are large and close together as they slap in the wind. Crisp air
has a smell of summer flowers and lilac. The white tin metal building stands on the edge
of the woods. The squirrels climb over the building as if children playing in the yard. A
few clashes of sticks and acorns across the tin roof sound as waves against the ocean. I
look further to the side and see a fresh vegetable garden growing. The beautiful deep
green color of the garden has specks of yellow, red and orange breaking through. The
garden has a wide variety of vegetables growing, the tomato plants stand tall as...