Ponderings from the Porch Swing

Never seen a more beautiful day. Been trying all morning to think of the best way to describe the day and I’m not having much luck with the correct adjectives. Everything is clean and bright. The day is luminous and brilliantly clear. The sky’s dark blue, the clouds white as snow, the sun has bleached…

Today was a rain, then sun, then rain, then sun, all day. My little piece of heaven got several heavy showers. Penelope and I sat in the swing as the first morning rain showers poured over Mother Earth. I love sitting on the porch when it’s raining. The cardinals are always so joyful feeding in…

Did some porch pondering between rain showers today. I could hear the first raindrops slapping on the red clay tile on the porch. The drops made little polka dot patterns on the tile. The rain was not heavy enough to wet a whole square. The storms around us have cooled the breeze and made the…

Oldest brother visited this morning for some porch pondering with me. I sent him home with some tomatoes from my garden still warm from a touch of God’s green thumb. After he left I filled the bird feeders, washed out the bird baths. As I filled one of the bird baths with fresh water, a…

I love Southern Living magazine’s definition of a southern funeral. “A Southern funeral is an elaborate, highly social community event. It is characterized by deep religious faith, extensive personal grooming and formal attire, mourning that includes both tears and laughter, and an enormous spread of traditional comfort food.” I went to a funeral today and…

My youngest sister-in-law and her family will bury their mother today. She was a beautiful soul, doted on her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren, tended tirelessly to her husband after he suffered a devastating brain injury in a farming accident. I never saw her that she wasn’t smiling or dressed to the nines. We’d talk…

Read this quote in a magazine this afternoon. “If you want to hate America, watch the news. If you want to love America drive across it,” Mikale Olsen. It’s so depressing to watch the news as they report all the shootings, the robberies, the hurt placed upon people living their everyday lives. We strike up…

This morning was a perfect pondering from the porch swing day. A faint breeze winged its way across the porch not strong enough to play the wind chimes but strong enough to keep the porch pleasant. My box fan hummed along with the songbirds’ symphonies. Father Sky sketched a dark cerulean blue summer sky canvas…

This morning was so pretty. I watered the vegetables and cleaned the bird baths. The bee and wasp bird bath party is over, thank goodness. Those critters pack a punch. I was sitting in the swing enjoying the songbirds, the peace of a quiet day. My son comes out to tell me it’s too hot…

The sky is covered in a layer of thin clouds this morning, light blue sky peeping through the clouds’ weak spots. It’s hot and humid. Did my morning plant and bird chores, sweat dripping down my brow, burning my eyes. Youngest son asked, “Mama, you crying?” I just replied, “Sweat dripped in my eyes.” I…