Sunday, May 10, 2015
The Adirondack Chairs
These Adirondack chairs are 14 years old. They were made by
Ed's FFA students at Clermont Northeastern. Those chairs were Ed's wedding gift to me. When he gave them to me, he told me that we would grow old together sitting in those chairs. God had another plan......
Each spring, we had a ritual. I would get out the garden hose and leaf blower and a bucket of water to wash the chairs. My job was to get the porch ready for sitting outside on the warm summer evenings. Ed's job on porch cleaning day was to go and get me a hanging basket to brighten the space. I always picked the earliest warmest day possible and that night we would have our first night of the year on the porch.
We loved having our Sunday morning coffee out there. We loved having dinner there. That porch has held many family gatherings, with Ed always sitting in the Adirondack chair to the left. Many farm couples from across the country (including Brian and Mariah) have sat on that porch for lunch or a cool glass of lemonade, the guys talking farming, us gals enjoying their enthusiasm for their life's work. The night of the Clinton County Field to Table picnic, that porch held a large group of family who came out the host the event with us.
Last summer, my brother and nephew stayed a week to celebrate my brother's cancer being in remission. All the while he was undergoing treatment, I told him to envision having barbequed ribs and our fresh-picked sweet corn on the porch. It was a very big deal when we finally had that meal. There were times I didn't think he would ever get to eat a picnic on my porch again. That meal was a triumph of his spirit.
We could sit in our chairs and look out over the farm and watch whatever was going on. Could be fireflies in June, Fourth of July Fireworks, the bat colony leaving at dusk or the hummingbirds at the feeder. The year we bought the farm, son Eric built me a water garden with a waterfalls right outside the porch and many nights we listened to the soft sound of water running over rocks and laughed at the birds bathing in the "stream".
I'm running about a month behind so porch cleaning day was postponed until yesterday. I scrubbed and re-arranged. Daughter Shannon's family brought me a basket of flowers for the table. Daughter Becky's family brought me a flat of zinnias to brighten the garden nearby.
Tonight I sat in my chair and watched the birds and immersed myself in the memories of the special times we enjoyed on that porch. The chair next to me is empty now but my heart is full.
I had the most special Mother's Day weekend a mom could ask for. I hope you had a wonderful Mother's Day and I hope it included some time on the porch with your family.