Porch living...

I wish the porch looked like this everyday...but it doesn't. Rural living is a challenge sometimes. The fields around us are in constant change. The farmers are either plowing, harrowing, sowing and reaping, which makes for a lot of dust and chaff. We have also had a lot of rain this summer and since this is an open pergola I have to bring the fufu-y stuff inside when that happens. In fact just this morning it all had to come in for awhile because it started to rain. Yes, it's a pain, but still worth it. I do wish it was a covered porch. Maybe someday.
This is a favorite spot of the whole family and it seems we gather here more than any other place when the children come to visit. I think it's because this is where you will find Dale (hubs) when he is home. This is his man-cave...(sure looks like it, doesn't it?) He doesn't seem to mind the fluff though. He's a good man and puts up with all the fu-fu-la. The chenille settee is where you will find him when he's home. Mostly in a horizontal position. The porch was only half this size this spring, but when I acquired the iron table and chairs, and the four piece patio set (at a thrift store) we had to make more room. Hubs was happy to build on to HIS room and it went up pretty fast. We have sure enjoyed the extra space here and I'm happy you could join us on the porch today!!!