On the day that I first visited the house I would buy and live in for the next 40-some years, the swing was waiting in the wings of possible dreams. From the roof of a long narrow front porch, two ...
The great philosopher Terri Guillemets once said, “The swing on your porch is a better liver of life than the chair in front of your desk.” I’ve started my seventh decade and I get that. I craved the ...