I sat on the porch swing the other night with Jan.
That statement is profound when you remember that the last 6 weeks of our lives have been crazy busy. We’ve been running at high speed with one big event following another leaving little time to catch our breath.
Little time to sit on the porch swing.
Little time to enjoy a sunset.
Little time to hold hands and listen to the night sounds.
The porch swing is our special place. Years ago when we were still dating, I mentioned to Jan how much I love porch swings.
A few weeks later he surprised me with a porch swing hanging in his little porch.
We spent many a date night swinging and talking.
It’s remained one of our favorite places over the years.
The swing is now gray and weathered. Some of it’s bolts are rusty, others are loose. The seat sags a little in the middle. But we still love it.
It’s a reminder to slow down and enjoy the moment together.
To hold hands and watch the sunset.
To take a deep breath in the midst of the chaos and rest.
Blue Jeans and Cotton Tees 
Ahhhh… Quiet, serene moments on the porch swing with My Man… Sounds like both you and I love those snippets of simplicity with the one we love most! Maybe we should go sit a bit now…
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Awwww~ that is sooo sweet!! love the porch swing!!
~Cinnamon
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How sweet and wonderful!
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Oh, how I love a porch swing! A porch swing is the ultimate reminder to live in the moment, to slow down, to breathe. My porch swing memories are more yard swing memories…In my uncle’s yard in Big Rock, VA, listening to the cicadas, talking about not much of anything, relaxing.
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