A Special Day On My Front Porch

Greetings folks, friends, fans and family:  Yesterday, I attended the OHC Gatherstock 2007 on-line party.  Other than that, my day was spent totally alone.  I loved it.  I find great happiness in silence and solitude.  The only person I spoke with the entire day was Mr. Andrew who was buying some ribs at Winn-Dixie.  He had a six pack of Bud and a couple of bags of potato chips as well.  He bought the cooked ribs.  We both talked about how nice it was not to feel an obligation to go to a party or barbeque.  We blamed it on the weather.  He is 85, has a wife in a nursing home, has a long gray ponytail.  He's part of the Houmas Native American tribe.  He said being alone on his porte cochere was heavenly.

When I came home from the store, I turned on the puter and of course joined the gang.  Then, I got out mama's old iron skillet and cooked up some cabbage and tofu.  Yes, imagine!  After a long and luxurious nap, I went out onto the front porch.  It had just rained and more was on its way.  The bayou breezes were blowing.  I turned on the porch fan.  Believe me, I was comfortable.  Then, I opened The Scent of God. 

Several months ago, Beryl Singleton Bissell, contacted me to ask if I wanted to review her book.  I had to say no because I didn't know what the summer would hold.  However, I kept reading all the reviews about the book.  I knew that the perfect time would come for me to read about Beryl's life.  I ordered the book from the town library.  It came in from Baton Rouge a couple of days before.  Perfect timing.  After several glasses of Community iced tea with honey and lemon, several cheetos later.  I was well into this book.  Later a few glasses of merlot and frozen cherries and I was part of Beryl's life.

I get caught up in people's worlds.   I especially love non-fictional accounts of how folks have observed their own lives as well as those of others.  I like to be embraced by emotions and enlightened by revelations.  Beryl's book has totally captivated me.  I'm a fast reader but I wanted to savor each and every word.  I am saving the rest of the book for this evening.  The porch has promised me it will stay cool for me.  I can't wait. 

I flew my flag.  I prayed for veterans and their families. I prayed for the troops everywhere.  I was grateful to be able to do what I wanted on this special day.  My spirit is free.  Thank you.  Salud.