Pondering on the damp porch today. Porch is warmer than my house! Too hot with a sweater on, too cool without one so so I’m off to the lady den to ponder on my writings today. Got the mail out of the box when I was walking Penelope and looking at the Subway coupons made…

Well started off the morning getting stuck in one of Chief’s sweatshirts. Was going to wear it over my shirt like a coat to walk Penelope. Still can’t figure how I almost suffocated myself. The front and back kinda got reversed. Tried to put my head through the neck and both the front and back…

Pondering in the lady den today. Got company. We’ve been playing video games. I’m not very good at flying on my dragon. I go around in circles till I finally give up. She’s a patient teacher and we laugh at how inept I am. She lets me ride with her on her dragon. Pretty cool…

Beautiful porch pondering day. I’m in the swing. My spend the night company and her pup are on the way back to Alexander City. Penelope is sun bathing in her playpen. The sun is actually hot on my face but feels so good after yesterday’s bluster. Blue sky with jet trails, no clouds. Lots of…

Definitely no porch sitting in the arctic wind today. The wind blew the swing and porch pillows out into the yard. My bird friends chowed down all day keeping their stomachs full to keep warm. Every time I opened the front door a flurry of birds would fly up to the trees. And as usual…

Didn’t ponder on the porch today. Too cold and windy! Walked Penelope this morning and it was trying to sleet. I could feel the thick drops on my face. Just a degree or two lower and we’d have snow. The sky just looks like it wants to snow. But I’m not getting my hopes up.…

No porch sitting today. Got my porch swing cushions in the house so they wouldn’t get wet or blow away. Folded up the dog playpen and pushed it behind the white double rocker. Did my pondering sitting in a chair in the downstairs basement while Mother Nature flexed her muscles with storms and tornadoes. Penelope…

Pondering on the porch in the swing. It’s late afternoon. The sky is full of white and grey wispy clouds. Just a slight purplish and pink tint where the sun is setting. The flock of cardinals are enjoying the feeders and bird baths. A small gathering of doves are bobbing their heads under one feeder,…

I read this short paragraph every night when I go to bed. Been trying to memorize it but haven’t gotten past the first two sentences. I say my prayers, then I read this. The paragraph is from a collection of daily meditations on grief titled Healing After Loss. “I pray to the birds because I…

Sitting in the swing listening to the wind chimes. I think today has the bluest sky I’ve ever seen. Brisk wind is stirring every so often but the sun on my face is hot. I’ve moved over to the swing that’s not in the sun but it’s cold on this side of the porch so…