Life Lessons from the Old Porch Swing.
It’s not about what you look like on the outside…
even if you are rusty, weathered, and worn.
It is about what you are made of…
and what you do with it.
It is about how you connect.
It is about the purpose you serve.
It is about the joy you create.
It is the comfort you provide.
It is about the support you give.
It is the sacred secrets you protect.
It is about feeling the breeze.
It is embracing the squeaks.
It is about the experiences you create.
It is in the memories you cherish.
Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi
True, true, true!
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It is exactly this ♥️
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❤ Kinda like Mayberry (wink!)
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❤ you just made me very happy.
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☺️😉
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Lovely! That’s exactly how I feel!
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It’s a good way to be – huh? ❤
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Sweet!! A lovely poem about a porch swing!
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Thanks PJ! I love my old porch swing ☺️❤️
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If I had a porch swing I would love it too! 😜❤️💕
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Beautiful Jodi, thank you!
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Thanks Sharon! Just love this old swing. This is the second house it has been on the front porch of (for us!) – who knows how many before us?
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A good place to sit knowing there is history and stories to be told.
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For sure!
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So true, Jodi! I’m dreaming of having porch swing… and I will have one-day :).
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Yes you will!!
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Love every single word written here Jodi!
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Thanks so much Lynn!
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You have a knack to explore the most amazing thoughts and feelings in simple and mundane objects, Jodi.
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So much inspiration all around us 🙂 Thanks Peter!
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Beautiful, Jodi!! ❤️
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Who knew we could learn so much from a porch swing… !
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Right??!! 🙂
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You inspire me!!!
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Aww! Thanks Chris!
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Amen to those words, Jodi.
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Thanks george!
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“Feeling the breeze and embracing the squeaks!” Beautiful words, all of it! ❤
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❤️
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Porch swings are good for musing. I spent many hours on my grandmother’s front porch just watching what happened to go by. (K)
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My grandma had one too. Such sweet memories sitting with her on it ❤️
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These are wise words.
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Thanks!
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Perfectly prosed with each swing of the line. Loved this, particularly since I became so well-acquainted with my rocking chair this past summer and fall.
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Aww. Thank you Pam! And my book arrived. It is soooo lovely. Such a wonderful story and such beautiful artwork. Can’t wait to read it to my grandkids when they are a little bigger. Thank you bunches!
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YAY – I’m glad it came even sooner than expected. I’m even more glad that you like it. ❤
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If not for the beautiful things you paint and write the room would have been filled with blah and negativity last night as our couples group met for dinner. Instead it was full of love, laughter and creativity. Shine on Jodie on
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❤️ Oh Wayne it must be you. You totally made my day. What a kind-hearted, fun-loving soul you are. So glad you are in my life. We will miss you for the next few months. Keep in touch. Love you. 😘
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Beautiful inside and out❤️
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Thanks!
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Completely incredible Jodi, you are such hope and joy booster!
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Exactly! And the old porch swing is a wonderful symbol of your wise words….
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Thank you Ann. How I love that swing. ❤️
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A positively enchanting post, the benefits of a porch swing are incalcuable. Every porch deserves its own swing! This has been a week that has taken me from my childhood swing set (thank-you Colleen) to my Gram’s swing. That swing on the all season sunporch, the length of the house and enclosed with louvered glass windows, was Gram’s happy place. The ancient parkbench-size porch swing, constructed by my Great Uncle Dave with repurposed wood from the farm and suspended from the ceiling by thick ropes, was the site of some of my earliest memories with Gram. Gram and I, alone or with one or two other siblings, could snuggle amidst her handmade down feather pillows and pass many hours…snack filled quiet moments or talking, problem solving or purely pleasure, awake or napping. It was there that, by virtue of Gram’s tutoring, I learned to read at the age of five. Thank-you!
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Oh Ellen….. this melted my heart ❤️. May you and I be the kind of grandmas we were blessed with. So wish I could give you a real hug right now.
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Well said Jodi
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Thanks Gary! 🙂
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Wonderful poen, vision analogy. I love homes with big front porches, the kind where grandma worked on snapping green beans for dinner & other and indoor chores outside & while watching us kids play & waiving to other neighbors. Sometimes she’d sew or knit sometimes she & grandpa would just hold hands. We’d sidewalk skate, or play jax or pickup sticks. Lovely job on this one. Deserves a sign in your etsy shop. Love it.
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Oh what beautiful, sweet grandma memories! ❤
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A great photo and a great life-analogy!
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thanks so much!
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Wow what an observation . Floored .❤️ do find time to read mine here https://sunniesmybunnies.wordpress.com/2019/03/27/thought-of-the-night-3/
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