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Day holds the sky with big blue arms…
“This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it,” Psalm 118:24. I think that’s a beautiful verse of scripture. We should rejoice each day we wake with breath and acknowledge the day as a gift from God. Regardless of our circumstances we can find joy and gratitude…
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Life is a song, sing it…
The movie Jaws has kept me out of the ocean since the 70’s. Watched I Am Prey today and after that made a longer list of things not to do…no mountain hiking, no ocean snorkeling, no African photo safaris, no river swimming, no Alaskan fishing trips, no secluded trail walking, no blackberry picking in Blue…
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“The earth offers life and the living of it…”
Today was waked with an overcast sky diffusing the warm sun’s rays, illuminating my yard in soft light. The clouds were pressed close, keeping their colors secret, making the vanilla clouds stand in the forefront, soldiers bravely keeping the sun away. The sun soon burned off the clouds and burst through with her golden warm…
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“Keep your face always toward the sunshine…”
Today’s sunset was so beautiful in tropical colors of cherry pink and tangerine and lavender. I was cooking supper and running back and forth to the lady den to look out the windows to see what colors Mother Nature had on her paint brushes. She dipped her watercolor brushes in cherry pink and stroked the…
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Heaven is over our heads and under our feet…
The sky was beautifully bluely sketched by Father Sky this morning, a few fluffy white clouds dotted the sky canvas. The loud wind chime tintinnabulations woke me to a symphony of happy bird songs. The day was too cool for porch pondering but perfect for walking with Penelope. She was curious about the baby doll…
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“There is a sacredness in tears…”
Every time I got comfortable in the porch swing today Father Sky would tell Mr. North Wind a joke and he’d laugh till the clouds came rushing back covering the sun, cooling the porch with his cold breath. Then the men friends had the audacity to invite Old Man Winter over to Father Sky’s library…
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When the weight is too heavy…
Another wonderful day in a yard just bursting with songbird symphonies. The sky was sketched by Father Sky’s pastels, blue and clear. The day was warm and sunny till the clouds gathered together making a thin overcast cloud cover blocking the sun’s rays. I love the colors of an overcast sky, the grays and blues…
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“Age is a work of art…”
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…
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We could learn a lot from crayons…
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…
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Bird songs soothe our souls…
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…

