Lazy Days in the Hammock

I'm Hooked on days on the porch swinging in my hammock! What better than an iced coffee, a good book and a couple of sleeping cats? The humming bird sips at the feeder then zooms past my head as if to say hello on his way to a nectar feast at the pots of flowers on the porch. I listen to the birds sing and watch the squirrels scamper everywhere, in no danger from the cats.
With the breeze from the ceiling fan keeping me comfortable, I swing, read, and doze. Hubby comes out to see if I need a refill and bring me a snack. Across the street I can see the creek as it empties into the lake.

This is the view of the porch from the living room. With the main living area being above a daylight basement, we look right out into the trees. It is like being in a tree house. It is very quiet here at the lake. Just this afternoon as we headed to Charlottesville we stopped to move a box turtle out of the road. Then we stopped to admire a doe and her two fawns (still with white spots on their backs) who were not very concerned about us watching them! On the way home we saw yet another doe and her fawn.

Sounds idyllic doesn't it? Yet we have decided to sell this house and move onto our next adventure. Anyone in the market for a lake house?

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