I look at the window and what do I see?
A spotted dog looking at Nathaniel, Sawyer and me. Spotted dog we look to see if you are there Wishing you could play rather than just stare. Oh! But spotted dog, today you were not in place! Instead there was a big furry cat washing its face!
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Jillian Porter
Front Porch musings from a down South girl. The Southern Front Porch The porches in the south were both a welcome mat and a place to spend two hours saying goodbye after the announcement of “Its time to go!” I grew up watching my elders interact with their friends and family and I noticed Archives
December 2020
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