You might like to hear this song whilst imagining me sitting on the porch. And no, it isn't me playing my ukulele just a good porch sitting song.
I have had porches these last decades, but none were covered. This one is covered and has a ceiling fan and I can tell you, I spend much of my time at the city house communing with nature and watching the lake and garden happenings from my back porch. Just my favorite spot. The house was intentionally situated closer
to the lake so the neighbors aren't easily visible.
Whereas front porches were mandatory in the past, it seems back porches are used more often now.
I went out the other morning early, with just shorts and a tee shirt, no bra as who would be around this early. With my trusty spade and plants, I began digging holes. HELLO!
Yes, a neighbor caught me outside unawares. I have met them once and hadn't even brushed my hair. That never happens in the country where one can walk around naked if so inclined.
Some time later in the day, I still hadn't showered as I wanted to finish dirty work in the garage and outside, so I crept out front around the side of the house to dig up two tomato plants I decided to re-locate. Bent over and looking like hell, HELLO! Out in the open and nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. I tried to cover up the front of my bust with dirt and plants in hand. Sigh.
Guess this will be me in a few years. Not much privacy in the city, but I sure do love my porch.