And the porch that was in the front of the house,
the length of it was according to the breadth of the house, twenty cubits,
and the height was a hundred and twenty:
and he overlaid it within with pure gold.
~2 Chronicles 3:4
It's not Solomon's Temple, but it's mine. Summer, the foremost season in any country, is not always divine in Alaska. Yet I have a covered front porch to enjoy from April through September, when the outdoors elements might be too wet or cold to take pleasure in. I take respite on the porch, often listening to the steady rainfall on our metal roof. But then there are days like today, where it warmed up to 65 degrees outside, making it about 85 on the porch. I love it! Here are a few glimpses of my haven on Lisburne Avenue.
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Ready for company! |
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Little blue kitty from Puerto Vallarta nestled in clover. |
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Count the ladybugs in the picture! |
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Pink is my color this year.
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Porch Angel |
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I have callas everywhere! |
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Karli's chair |
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Is the bird real? |
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Roots and things |
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As you can see, it was a sunny day when I took this photo.
My lawn was new last year. I think it looks good! |
Until the rain passes, you might find me here.