Spring is for Porches

It's porch-sitting season here in Charleston. We've scrubbed the pollen, pruced with plants and bought a new citronella candle.

Time to breathe deeply in the morning- two hands on our coffee and one eye on the little one. He plays on an heirloom quilt with blocks and trucks and leaves.

Moments in the evening- one hand holding wine, the other on my love's knee. We speak of our day and a busyness to come. 

It's the season for pause in the south. We are breathing deeply.