When we first looked at our house eleven years ago, the front porch took our breath away – the kitchen needed overhauling, the floors had to be redone, and the bathrooms looked like they needed work, too…but that porch was just awesome. Running along the front and side of the house, it immediately presented delightful visions of lemonade lunches, afternoon story times and evenings spent enjoying the fireflies dart about the front yard. Naturally, we had to buy the house, problems and all, because how many opportunities in this life will we have to enjoy a porch like this?
This summer, my stay-at-home-and-write-summer, I am so grateful that we did. Our porch has become my summer office. Here is my reading space:
Whether it’s raining, beastly hot, or sublimely pleasant – this is an all weather reading spot. Somehow there is always a breeze, and the gentle swaying of the porch swing we hauled all the way back from North Carolina one summer makes for idyllic reading.
Around the corner, on the other end of the porch is the perfect writing spot:
The table is just large enough for ipad, a stack of books and a tall glass of iced coffee. In those moments when I find myself struggling for the right word or phrase, the passing parade of life (dogs walking their families, kids zipping by on bikes, the mailman who transforms my peaceful Sophie into a menacing beast) offers endless distractions … and sometimes even inspiration.
There is plenty of room for a visiting family member to drop by to share thoughts about their day at work, my son Ben, for instance:
Sometimes, the serenity of the scene will lull them into relaxation and a sense of well-being as well:
My indoors office may have all my books, papers, lists, files and resources. But, I prefer this outdoors office – if a teacher’s summer should be about regrouping, revising plans, refreshing one’s point of view, spending that elusive “quality time” with one’s family…than there is no better place for me than my “summer office.”