
There are certain things that feel uniquely Wisconsin.
The sound of loons across a lake at dusk. The smell of pine after a summer rain. The first snowfall settling quietly across a field filled with grazing deer.
And then there are porches.
As a photographer, I spend a lot of time looking at homes, but I often find myself drawn to the porch before anything else. Not because it's necessarily the most impressive part of a house, but because it often tells me the most about the people who live there.
In Wisconsin, porches are woven into the rhythm of life.
After months of winter, the first warm spring day draws people back outside. A porch becomes the place to sip coffee while watching the world wake up again. By summer, it transforms into a front-row seat for sunsets, fireflies, and conversations that stretch long after the sun has disappeared below the trees.
In small towns throughout Wisconsin, porches still connect neighbors. Along lakeshores, they become gathering places for family and friends returning from a day on the water. In the countryside, they offer a quiet place to watch the wind move through fields of corn or listen to distant thunder rolling across the landscape.
When I photograph a home, I try to see those moments.
I notice the worn spot on a porch step where countless feet have passed. The rocking chair positioned perfectly to catch the evening breeze. The hanging basket overflowing with summer flowers. These details may seem small, but together they tell a story about life in Wisconsin.
A porch is where seasons are observed and celebrated. It is where children wave to passing bicycles, where grandparents share stories, where neighbors stop to chat, and where homeowners quietly enjoy the beauty of an ordinary day.
Perhaps that's why porches photograph so well. They represent something people long for—a slower pace, a connection to nature, and a sense of belonging.
Long before someone steps inside a home, the porch offers a glimpse of the life waiting there. And in Wisconsin, that life is often shaped by the changing seasons, the beauty of the outdoors, and the simple pleasure of sitting still for a while and watching the world go by.




