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Invitation to Rebecca's Front Porch

Darlingest Readers,
 
I am thrilled to welcome you to Rebecca's Front Porch, a place where we can exchange thoughts, ideas, hopes and dreams and joy in a supportive environment. Imagine you’re on a big front porch with comfy chairs, good food, good drink, and soon-to-be good friends. Together we’ll sit and watch the moon rise and feel warm breezes like the Ya-Yas did in the lazy rhythm that defies the current, furious, fast pace of contemporary life. We’ll open our hearts to the joys and suffering of one another, even as we give witness to the suffering of others and mother earth. We’ll talk about our babies, our grown children, husbands, lovers, girlfriends, and also oil spills. We won’t be afraid to speak up loudly against the tyranny of corporate greed that threatens to strangle that which is precious.
 
At the same time, we will remember that politeness and etiquette are of utmost importance. Be bad girls, be sexy girls, be loving girls, be loud girls, be shy girls. But above all, be chatty girls! The tweets come from real chickadees and redbirds that hang out in the chinaberry tree. This is a chance to once again grow a community of women in which we can feel safe and cherished as we remember the world of the Ya-Yas:
 
In the photograph, a Rose of Montana vine wound up and across a porch raining so thick with blossoms that the light must have glowed pink. On an oversized rattan sofa with wide, curved arms and chintz-covered cushions lay Vivi, Necie, Caro and Teensy, two by two, head to foot, with their legs in such a tangle that Sidda could not tell whose painted toenails were whose. Vivi wore a striped halter top and shorts, and her hair was pulled up off her heck, with little blond tendrils falling loose in the moist heat. A wrought-iron table was to the side of the sofa and held a black rotary fan. Four tall tea glasses sat on the floor with long spoons in them” *
 
Doesn't that sound like just the place to spend some good girlfriend time? So, I invite you to sashay up onto this place which is between our homes and the wider world, and relax into what the Ya-Yas might call a girl gumbo! I look forward to meeting you here and to becoming girlfriends.
 
84,000 blessings,
 
Rebecca
 
* Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, page 79 © Rebecca Wells

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So ready to sit a spell, and share some sweet tea - but

I clicked on the link and it said this page doesn't exist. Am I too early?

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Same here! Can't seem to

Same here! Can't seem to find this lovely place. (I'll even bring my Cajun accordion :-)

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Same here! Can't seem to

Same here! Can't seem to find this lovely place. (I'll even bring my Cajun accordion :-)

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The link is fixed!

Come on by!

Rebecca

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Sounds nice...

On days when I have the time to drop over, I'll look forward to doing so. It would be nice if it were really a porch to flop on and sip a julep.