Nightfall Under the Canopy Savage Jane Porter

Dripping cool drops from the birdbath, I made my way toward the dry, slatted wooden patio chair tucked beneath the low branches of the garden tree. Night had completely taken over the yard, and my muscles finally demanded a true pause after a full day outdoors. I hoisted myself up onto the grooved cedar seat slats. Tucked between the armrest and the back was a rolled-up woven cotton outdoor napkin. Unrolling it halfway with a firm pull, I crafted a cozy sleeping hammock nestled in the corner. I leaned back into the soft folds, crossing one leg over the other while staring up through the leafy canopy at the starry sky, utterly content. #tarzan #janeporter