Ponderings from the Porch Swing

This is how I feel today. “Sometimes I just look up, smile and say, ‘I know that was you. Thank you.’” A beautiful child was welcomed into our family this morning, a sweet girl baby joining a darling older brother and sister. This makes five grandchildren for baby brother. I still see my youngest brother…

I sat and pondered in the porch swing today watching the birds, listening to the wind chimes tintinnabulations. The March winds are still blowing. The sky was full of the prettiest clouds, fluffy ones kissed snow white on their crowns with bellies tinted light grey and pale purple. Just watched the skies today, didn’t do…

Today was so pretty, blue sky, white fluffy clouds but the March winds did blow, all day. I love to hear the wind pushing through the large magnolias on our street, the rushing of the leaves and branches bending with the stiff breeze dropping old brown leaves that chase each other down the street, slapping…

Enjoyed the porch swing today. The March winds were cool but the day warmed up quickly. I was hoping the last cold spell had killed the mosquitoes but they were out for blood today. How something that little can have such big teeth beats me. They are kin to the fire ants for sure. Had…

Another beautiful day with blue skies and lots of bird songs. Got hot, too. Hate to complain of the heat this early in the season but the sun ran me out of both swings and into a chair that was in the shade. Had to move Penelope’s pen in the shade, too, ‘cause she worked…

My little songbird friend, Mr. Wren, was waking the day this morning with his loud cheerful aria. Not many birds in my yard today except the faithful quiet cardinals. The little fighting purple finches have moved on. I don’t think the cardinals miss their loud chattering and fighting. Saw a white butterfly when I walked…

Jane Austen wrote, “To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.” Her words describe how my day has passed, sitting in the porch swing enjoying of the peace and tranquillity of a beautiful blue sky day. The March winds have been soft cool breezes pinging…

Today was a pretty day, spring like in temperature and bird song symphonies. Pretty is defined as attractive in a delicate way without being truly beautiful or handsome. Well, I take pretty back and describe today as beautiful, a word I use probably in every other sentence but sometimes it’s just the right choice. Every…

Christina Rossetti writes, “Come the spring with all its splendor, all its birds, and all its blossoms!” Spring sprung back in my little slice of heaven today. So glad to have a porch pondering day. Father Sky sketched a baby blue sky, cloudless and clear all day. The cardinals and chickadees flirted and flitted all…

So beautiful watching the day wake up and come alive in bird songs and sunshine. God and Mother Nature conspired to make a perfect day. It’s too cool for much porch pondering but I sat in the lady den and watched out the windows while the squirrels, cardinals, goldfinches and chickadees enjoyed the sunflower seeds.…