We have had a series of golden days. The trees are turning gold and beginning to flame into crimson here and there but the air is still warm and soft and there is a quality of light that deepens the brightness of the still green grass. Soon the hard frost will come, followed by sleet and snow and a long white winter, but for now we have had a reprieve.
On the street around the corner from my house, just below the Carnegie Library in Lawrenceville, there is a porch. It is a perfect summer perch for reading and watching passerby.
I love the fact that the porch is simultaneously very public and very intimate. It is a delight to discover it every time I walk by.
The cascading plants create a great deal of the effect. I particularly love this purple bean plant.
Walking by this porch always makes me grateful for the way in which people create beauty in their lives. It also reminds me of the good things about urban living- the intensive beauty in a small space, the simultaneous privacy and openness, the lush green set against concrete and wrought iron.
Perhaps I’ll ask the owner for one of those purple beans, and next spring start some blooming on my bare stone stoop.