I took my lunch hour on my back porch yesterday (I moved into my rehabilitated house on May 1). The weather was perfect -- a very light breeze, clear & sunny, not too cool, not too warm. The porch is roomy (16' X 16'), secluded, and directly off the kitchen. I propped up my book (Jared Diamond's "Collapse"), read, listened to the mocking birds, and enjoyed a leisurely midday meal.
As one of my neighbors commented a few days ago about having moved into my grandparents' house, I guess I've "throwed out my big anchor."