I will miss this front porch when we move. It isn't anything "special" just a brick front patio, common all over our 1920's - 1940's built neighborhood. What is special about it is how I feel when I sit out there. Peaceful. No matter if you live in "the city" there is something about cooking (and eating) your meal outside that makes you breathe slower and the food taste better.
We had an impromptu barbeque last night (the best kind)...will it be the last one on this porch?
I sat there on the step and tried to capture the images I've seen over and over for the last five years before the sun went down.
And then savored that special brief moment of dusk right before the streetlamps light.