Oh, I love autumn. October, I welcome you with arms wide open.
Unfortunately, my front porch wasn't reflecting that love and was in need of a serious makeover. It looked more like a place to sit with a rifle slung across your lap to scare trespassers away while muttering "git off my propity" between clenched teeth. Not the welcoming message I was after.
{Maybe my mind just goes there because we started reading To Kill a Mockingbird out loud and I've been thinking about porches and scary neighbors.}
I've had the corners folded down on a couple of catalogs for ages and, lo and behold, when I checked online they were on sale. It was a sign, a giant green light from the universe.
Ah, much better. It's getting there anyway. Amazing what just a couple of changes will do.
Red bench , on sale.
3-tiered wire baskets stand , on sale.
Fall cattail wreath (not pictured), not so much on sale. Hey, 2/3 isn't so bad.
Come and sit a spell, you hear?
. . .
Listen: Theme from To Kill a Mockingbird, Elmer Bernstein
{The whole soundtrack is wonderful; it says childhood + autumn to me.}
