"Look at that porch," I exclaimed as we topped a small rise. We were driving on a back road in the Shenandoah Valley, heading north and home after spending a few days visiting with Nancy's Mom. "Stop," Nancy shouted, "take a picture." I had already passed the house and could not turn around on the narrow road until we came to the next driveway. Driving back to the house with the fantastic porch I saw two men on one of the back porches. This house had porches in the front, on the back, on the sides of the house as well
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