Since I was a very small child, I've gone to North Carolina on visits to Aunt Rhea and Uncle Wayne's house. My Dad built their house on Jones Creek in 1976 with a big porch off the kitchen. Everyone has always gone to the porch to relax, watch the birds, eat together, and watch the creek flow. This past weekend was no exception. The porch at Aunt Rhea's house is a special place.
