One of the most comforting summertime sounds is the gentle slap of a wooden screen door. Now for some, it might be annoying racket, but for me, it always brings back memories of summer at Grandma's house, where we'd all gather on the front porch for chilled watermelon or homemade ice cream or lazily lounge as the evening cooled to the tune of cooing whippoorwills and chirping frogs.
During the day, the door might swing open with an aunt toting a bucket heaped with wild strawberries picked by the side of the road or an uncle with line full of fish caught in the pond just across the highway. And as soon as someone came through this mesh and wooden barrier, it would snap shut with its familiar clap.
Oh the sounds of summer!
Always Frugal, Always Fabulous,
The Elegant Thrifter