Like many of you, I have fond memories of the front porch from growing up with a large family. I remember those special times of sitting out with family at Uncle Johnny’s and Aunt Dean’s house and shucking corn or snapping green beans. Sometimes, we would just sit out on a cool evening and listen to family members play music or tell stories of their past.
This picture used to be an old country store in Sandy Ridge, North Carolina. Looking at all the different things on the porch takes me back to another time and place that I have precious memories of. I call this one “ Uncle Johnny’s Front Porch” .