July Front Porch

If the theme in my flowerbeds is lush and over grown (and it is), there there is no reason such a theme cannot be carried over to the front porch.  And so it does.

T gave me a flip flop flag and wreath and July is the perfect month for a woman loathe to wear shoes.

The ease of Summer is something I long for in the cold weather and never take for granted when the warm days settle around us.  I start my day on this front porch every day of the Summer and I never tire of the plant-fortified view that greets me in the morning.

Given the time, I’m out here in the afternoon with my iced tea and my books.  It’s my favorite room of the house this time of year and I spend so much time here that I can spy a new leaf on my plants the moment it first begins to bud.  Pandemic worries aside, the Summer is determined to fly right past.  I am making the most of it while it’s here.

Favorite Places: Jockey Hollow

T and I had our first date at a place called Jockey Hollow.  The park, which is on the spine of the Watchung Mountains in New Jersey, was the site of George Washington's winter encampment in 1779, during the American Revolution. 

These days, it's a little preserve of woods and trails, with a colonial-era garden thrown in for good measure.  It's long been one of my favorite places in New Jersey and it turns out that T has always loved it as well.  A few weeks back, we headed back to the scene of the first date crime, to walk through the colonial garden, hold hands, and generally laugh at how nervous we both were on the day of our first date.

When we saw this bed, T pointed out that it really is an 1800 mattress. It didn't look as comfy as my new bed.

We strolled out to the apple trees (and this time, I got a kiss under the shade of the trees) and got ourselves a National Parks passport.  We've plans to visit a lot more places together.  That's happy.