Porch Swing

The perfect place to wait for the storm.

Photo by Content Pixie on Unsplash

Last night I sat on my patio, swinging on my porch swing. It was around 5 PM and the first echoes of thunder had started. The wind was blowing gently across the tops of the trees. The clouds were rolling across the sky — white, then grey then black, and back to white. The birds were completely silent.

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