Ponderings from the Porch Swing

There is a great quote by Meryl Streep about getting old. She says, “Aging is not for the weak. One day you wake up and realize that your youth is gone, but along with it, so go insecurity, haste, and the need to please.… You learn to walk more slowly, but with greater certainty. You…

Tonight’s horizon was beautiful in shades of purple Crayola crayons put into Mother Nature’s hands by her granddaughter Spring. The colors of the sunset were rows of color like the crayons in their tidy green and yellow boxes. Mother Nature first drew layers across the landscape with wisteria and thistle colored crayons to set the…

I stayed up till 2 AM waiting for the snowflakes and flurries that never materialized last night. When I woke I counted the snowflakes I saw on one hand. But I enjoyed the anticipation of an inch of snow that never arrived. I was going to build a snowman, too! Old Man Winter struck down…

I’m grateful and thankful to wake this morning, warm under my covers, hearing the birds sweetly sing their hymns of praise for a beautiful morning. Life is a glorious journey and we choose whether to walk with grace or drag our feet tripping up on things we can’t accept or change. We need to express…

The sky is so pretty late afternoon as cloud layers of white, then blue, then white, then blue, each layer a different color, a different gradient shade, meld together as they float to the top of the aqua white heavens. Just as the sunset pageant began behind the curtain of clouds, the sun burned a…

Today’s day was just so pretty and crisp in its winterness, cerulean blue sky, clear and cloudless. Father Sky didn’t use any of his pastel sticks to draw clouds, letting the blue sky canvas enjoy its unmarred blueness. Bundled up to walk Penelope this morning, gloves, cap, down jacket. This cold weather is getting old.…

The sky canvas was so beautiful this morning. Father Sky chose a pale blue pastel and colored the late morning sky a robin’s egg blue, decorated the heavens with white bridal veil clouds, thin and sparse, stretched out in a formation resembling white long neck geese migrating through the sky. Late afternoon as the sun…

The cold air kissed my cheeks as I walked Penelope down the street and over the broken sidewalk obstacle course this morning. The sky was clear and beautifully blue, the sunshine bright yellow. Mr. First Quarter Moon stayed up late to enjoy the beautiful dawn breaking on another blue sky cold winter’s day. I saw…

Old Man Winter won the weather battle today. Mother Nature has managed to keep temperatures in the high forties but the old man controls the night as we drop down to 19 degrees. Going to be a three dog night but I’ve only got one dog. Guess Penelope and I will hunker down under a…

Old Man Winter is on the way. I can feel his presence in the cold breeze this afternoon. The sky is beginning to get purples in its white aqua cloud cover gearing up for a heavy rain tonight. Old Man Winter is blowing his frosty breath over my little slice of heaven. He’s gonna huff…