As the temperature creeps past 70 each day, so follows the humidity. And with humidity comes warm evenings that make me lust after screened-in porches with hanging lanterns and views of the greenery. If there is one thing I will always associate with my Southern Living, it is screened-in porches.
Another simple pleasure is random acts of thoughtfulness. I had a crummy day last weekend and my thoughtful roommate met my mood with “Can I pour you a glass of wine and make you lunch?” Good god, yes. And then I found she had placed a bouquet of sunflowers and my favorite food magazines on my bed.
Honestly, what would we do without our women friends?
We enjoyed a crisp chicken Caesar salad from Whole Foods, leftover roasted potatoes and a glass of pinot grigio.
And then we sat in the back porch, talking about life and just watching the leaves blow.
Your post has convinced me that in addition to rebuilding my deck this weekend, I need to add a screened in porch to top it off. Hopefully this will be done before July party, but likely not. I’ll probably saw off my arm during the process. Oh well, it was a nice idea.
A back deck is just one more thing that can catch on fire…
I’ve been told (by an unnamed co-worker whom you know) that my only safe refuge would be the biodome.
I think I’ll take my chances on the wooden deck with a propane grill and cloth canopy. At least if the house burns down, I can become a permanent yard camper?