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Letters become cherished keepsakes
Sat on the porch mid-morning pondering in the swing and thinking about the dying art of letter writing. Wasn’t too cold till it got damp and windy. Didn’t mind the temperature because I want it to be cold enough for Mother Nature to blow some snowflakes my way Saturday! Should have visited my grandchildren this…
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Little red rubber rain boots
Sat in the porch swing for a little while today. It’s really cloudy and windy. Not many bird friends flitting around. Only saw three cardinals and a titmouse. Dum Dum, the dove, was sitting on the turret across the street as usual and cooing in his strange singing voice. Last time I bought bird seed,…
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Do all the good you can!
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Find peace in quietness
Another beautiful porch swing sitting day. Nothing like pondering in a swing surrounded by flitting birds. My yard was filled with cardinals. I counted 8 pair at one time. In late afternoon a small flock of goldfinches joined the college of cardinals. When I was a little girl I remember seeing a cardinal was a…
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A stick in my pears
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Keep your face towards the sun
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Jewels in our memories
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True inspiration …
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Outdated as a phone book?
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A matter of moments
