Sometimes when I set very still and close my eyes, I can take myself back to my childhood.
In the Summer we spent many a nights sitting on our very large porch. I can hear the creaking of the swings as my Grandmother glides slowly back and forth. My Mom and Dad in their chairs with the four of us children setting on the porch floor or steps.
There was always food involved of some sort, and ice cold drinks. From the windows came the sounds of the fans humming away.
My Grandmother would begin the night by sharing stories from her childhood. Let me tell you this was so much more entertaining than sitting in the stuffy house watching the black and white T. V. I could use my imagination and see all the things she told us in living color.
Hours were spent in this manner just sitting with family and simply being. Occassionaly we would hear the hoot of an owl or sounds of the night around us.
Wonderful ways to pass those long hot Summer nights!!!!!