Jason and I are headed to Fredericksburg, Texas for a short vacation - our first get-away since our honeymoon a year and a half ago. In honor of summer, please enjoy...
Lemons and ‘Coon Dogs
When the air blows hot and the cicadas sing, the porch stirs to life. Rocking chairs creak all the day long as they warm their tired joints. The lemons gush one to another about the cool plunge, and feverishly in love, the Queen longs to get close to the King. Lounging on the rail, the patchwork quilt flaps about cool nights, while the rug, thin and faded, hungers to retire. With a spring in his step and a twinkle of gloss, the wooden plank floor begs, “Call me Sinatra.” The fan twirls idly over their heads, and sighing, the ‘coon dog settles in for his nap. These are lazy-porch days.
I love this one! It is a sweet, poetic way to capture the moment.
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