Today was an “I see the moon and the moon sees me” kind of day…so “God bless the moon and God bless me.” The sky was as deep blue as a tropical ocean. The quarter moon was floating high in the blue heavens like a kite on a string being held aloft by an ocean…

Today is perfectly beautiful. The sun’s rays are are so clear and so bright you can see the yellow beams streaming down through the magnolias and old oaks. The sky is deep blue, cloudless, punctuated by Mr. Half Moon. He’s staying up late again, hanging high, watching the world spin on this glorious morning. I…

Anybody collect something? The earliest thing I can remember collecting are Barbie doll shoes. I had pill bottles full of the little shoes, all high heels, myriads of colors. Guess Barbie’s boy friend Ken only had the pair of shoes he arrived wearing. I can’t remember playing with anything but the shoes. Pouring them out…

From my archives because sometimes we just need a good laugh… Several years ago when my handyman and his handywife were working at my house they would eat their lunch everyday perched on the front porch steps. I’d sit in the porch swing and we’d all swap funny stories, cheerfully laughing in the warm fall…

I’m so enamored with this beautiful fall day I sat in the swing and watched the Alabama-Missouri football game on my iPad. A kaleidoscope of yellow butterflies was all over my yard. I love the word kaleidoscope used for a group of butterflies. Kaleidoscope fits them so well with all their beautifully watercolored wings. You…

Diana Gabaldon wrote, “It was a beautiful, bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.” Those words describe today perfectly. And, what a beautiful day to be alive! Deep blue skies, brisk cool wind making wind chime harmonies, lots of songbirds’ symphonies, yellow butterflies flitting all…

Fall has bloomed this morning with a bright sunshine. A crisp breeze is playing music on my organ wind chimes. Father Sky has sketched a light blue sky canvas zigzagged with clouds drawn thin and transparent by his white pastels. The mourning doves dressed in their pretty suits of grays are bobbing around under the…

The acorns have been raining down today, pinging on my metal porch furniture and playing cops and robbers’ music on the tin roof next door. Every acorn I looked at today was a different color — browns and blacks and greens and oranges, some with their fancy carved hats, others without. I found one acorn,…

The sky greeted me and Penelope this morning with an overcast canopy of melancholy white. I sat in the swing and she sat in her little pen and we watched the sun try to burn the cloud cover away. Ever-so often the sky would peek its blue self through the cloud cover. It’s amazing to…

I sat in the swing this morning drinking my coffee, enjoying a mockingbird’s music recital. He was perched high in the prickly fir tree across the street performing magestically for the neighborhood’s delight. Mockingbirds can learn up to 200 songs in their lifetimes, can mimic other birds and environmental noises. We had a mockingbird in…