I am so happy about the new tradition that was started this afternoon at my friend's house. After spending a few hours on the deck of her house drinking frozen cosmopolitan, it was agreed that this would be a weekly event for the rest of my time in Iowa.
There is nothing I enjoy more than sitting on a deck on a nice day. I think my parents instilled this virtue in my soul from an early age. My father likes nothing better than to sit on his deck with a cool drink at the end of a work day or spend a Saturday evening grillin' and chillin' on his deck. My mom likes to sit in the rocking bench with a magazine or simply, watching the yard. It has always been a gathering place in my family. Last summer, I spent time at my parents' house and friends would come by to visit. We'd always end up on the deck.
In my own grown up version of life thus far, I have only had the privilege to have one deck. I loved it. I sat out there whenever the weather permitted. I planted tomato plants and herbs. I look forward to the day when I can enjoy my very own deck again, but until then, I will take advantage of any invitation from friends to use theirs!