Through the years there have been many porch swings in my life. The one that stands out the most belonged to my Aunt Bell. It was on her front porch in The Heights of Houston. Many generations sat on that swing. There were cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents some of whom are still here while most have passed. Funny how I can remember distinct conversations because of that porch swing. Little details and fragments float up to the surface of my memory along with the rhythm of the back and forth of the swing.
Lately, porch swings have been requested by some of my interior design clients. I searched high and low to find one ready to buy to no avail so my sons built and stained this one. I am so proud of them and all their handy work. I hope my client and her family enjoy this one and create many happy memories on their very own porch swing.
