I just cleaned up the back porch, which I’ve been using as a gardening shed the past year. I let yard tools, work boots and overalls turn it into the mud room — until now. I moved the black wrought iron table and 3 chairs to the east side near the chimenea. I moved the rocker and one chair to the west side and made a reading nook for myself and a place for the tabletop charcoal grill. There’s a great breeze and now that I’ve been clearing my woods on either side the house, I have a new view of them. Now that I’ve reclaimed the back porch as living space, it might be time for new porch furniture. A love seat maybe, something to nap on. My uncle built this home for me 30 years ago, and it never gets old living here.