I see trees some small, some tall. They’re all green, bright green. The trees are the same color as the grass.
On the porch where I am sitting, there is a tub full of water, inside the tub full of water there is some Coke, and beer. There was a party here before we arrived. There are three chairs and two outdoor couches. I feel the fabric of the couch on my legs. I don’t feel every individual stitch though. It feels sort of scratchy, but not scratchy enough to be irritating. There’s also a round table on the porch with five dining room chairs. On the table there’s an oil lamp, a basket of bread, and a pepper grinder. We ate at this table last night and it made me feel relaxed. Behind me there are some small, purple flowers in a planter box. I can’t smell the flowers because my nose is clogged. It seems like my nose is always clogged.
Across the lawn Bennett and Aunt Elsie are talking to each other about who knows what. On one tree I see five birdhouses are hanging. Two birdhouses are pink, one is yellow, and another one is blue. The last one’s white, but they are all empty.
At the bottom of the yard, there is a line of evergreen trees and then a lot of cars. The cars are there because of the swimming pool that’s just out of my sight. Occasionally some kids with pool toys and swimming suits walk by in the far away parking lot.
I hear lots of kids from the pool. There’s shouting and yelling. It sort of makes me feel like I want to be with them. I also feel very hot because the temperature is at 80 degrees. I think they’re playing a baseball game down there because I hear a bat hitting something and I hear “get it, get it” and “I got it” and “throw it to me.” I feel tired because last night I was up until 10:00 and I got up at 7:00. I got up at 7:00 because I wanted to read on my Kindle.
It really is a great and comfortable place to be out here on Aunt Elsie’s and Uncle Al’s back porch in Washington, Pennsylvania.