#1,959 I Hope Heaven Has Porches.

When you live in Laurel, the first Saturday in May is meant to be spent at Day in the Park (complete with Norton Holifield’s famous corn dogs). We walked over from the house and had the loveliest morning in the sunshine:


And afterward, for a little while we sat on the porch doing absolutely nothing but basking in the perfectly warm/cool breeze, ceiling fan lazily whirring, dogs barking in the distance, the sprinkler shhhhhhhhhhhsssh-ing over the front yard and I thought, “there is not a better place than this.”