I love a front porch. I don’t have one, but when we move again, I have told my husband the front porch is a priority. Oh, and it must have rocking chairs!
I desire a front porch more than a swimming pool.
I don’t want a front porch with rocking chairs because I am getting old, but because the front porch is an invitation.
Growing up, I remember the front porch was a place where family and friends gathered to talk about daily events, sip some iced tea, and enjoy the sounds of children laughing and playing until dark in the neighborhood. As times have changed and families have become so much busier and seemingly more inwardly focused, we have lost the value of the front porch.