Relaxing at the Back Porch Door,

drinking a cider, petting the old hound dog, barbecuing and listening to the blues.  Nothing better in this world.























Except we were listening to Michael Burks, a great bluesman who died today.  But we had a great weekend of hard work, plenty of visitors, and the sun came out.  Nice way to end a nice weekend.

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4 Responses to Relaxing at the Back Porch Door,

  1. Nancy K. says:

    Sounds heavenly!

  2. Teresa says:

    You certainly have worked hard to deserve such a great rest.

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