Memories of the Old Porch Swing....

while growing up I used to spend a lot of time with my grandmother, Mom-Mom.

I've written about her before, an amazing woman.

outside of her city house, on her front porch, was a wooden porch swing much

like the old one above.  we would sit and talk, watch the neighbors go by,

listen to music and read.  the swing made a squeaking sound that would

almost make me nauseous if I concentrated on it too much.

that swing was part of my growing up.

and today when I saw these photos I recalled all those past experiences.

a sleeping porch swing or swings,

can you imagine how much fun kids could have with this idea?

& this setting just calls out for a summer's cocktail, doesn't it?

do you have memories of your old porch swing?