The rooster's crowin', the laundry's flappin',
the dog's whining or barking or sleeping...
Grab a spot on the porch. The swing's great but those old rockers have a story of their own. Help yourself to some coffee, a Coke or some sweet tea.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Porch shots, continued...
Remember my friend, Bob-the-Builder???
He was tearing down our side porch. The one the possum visits regularly.
So here's how the porch looked during tear-down:
That's Bob. Most of him.
And two insurgent children are heading his way.
A tiny helper. Note the porch post behind her, with the rotted bottom? Rain. Wet wood.
Carpenter ants. I will not, WILL NOT post a picture of them. I hate carpenter ants.
Ahh.... MUCH NICER!!!
Note the spindles. New posts. Bob even gated the entry for us, to keep little ones IN.
Always a good thing.
That gorgeous swing? I ordered that from Sandy's Place Riverside Drive
(Route 19), Wellsville, NY...
We can fit FIVE
little kids on that swing.
I love that swing.
And the beginnings of a garden.
The very cool planter with arms covers the original house well, circa 155 years ago.
I bought it on a research trip to Allegany County, also at Sandy's Place just north of Wellsville. Love her shop.