The porch swing pondering is just marvelous today. The Lord knew I needed some porch time. There is a delightful breeze and I’m loving it! The wind chimes are striking a morning sonata and the cicadas are loudly playing their musical instruments to the drum beat of the gutter dripping rain from the soft showers…

Walked Penelope tonight just minutes before darkness set in. The sunset was a glorious watercolor wildfire in watermelon red, the sky all ablaze behind the black silhouettes of the old oaks and massive magnolias. Whispers of thin clouds above the horizon were brush stroked in a pinkish orange, so briefly beautiful. Mother Nature is quite…

From my archives — Today was so pretty. Azure blue sky, white fluffy clouds, kissed on their crowns by the sun’s rays. Missed the sunset but the sun was a beautifully colored ripe peach resting on the horizon in a pale cranberry twilight. Father Sky woke the moon in the cool clear black velvet of…

Today was a sultry summer day. Would love to have a lazy day in the swing but guess I’m getting too old when I can’t take the heat and humidity. Not many birds flitting around but I can hear the Sunday hymns they’re singing from the shade of the old water oak’s branches. Guess it’s…

I came across The Great Spirit Prayer in my reading today, always a favorite of mine. The was translated into English in 1887 by a Lakota Sioux Chief named Yellow Lark. Research describes Chief Yellow Lark as a man of peace who wished for the Native Americans to live harmoniously. I love the reverence for…

The morning is so beautiful. The earth is at its most glorious after a storm. The sky a deep blue dotted with white and soft gray clouds, fluffy and kissed on their crowns by the sun’s hot rays. Father Sky has drawn a prize winning pastel rendering of a summertime sky, perfect in its glory.…

“Love is when all the glitter falls off and you still see the person sparkle,” Sneha Pal. At my age I know my glitter, if I even ever had any, is gone. Maybe those I love still see my sparkles. Found this quote in my desk this morning, one of my favorites. A beautiful morning…

As I struggled to get my car’s gas tank lid off with my carpal tunneled up arthritic hand this morning I thought, if was 40 years younger, I’d open a little gas station for old fogies. I’d pump gas for them, check tire pressure, wash the windshield, check the oil. You needed oil, no labor…

I was looking over my vacation photos tonight of my grandchildren and I and my eyes rested on a photo of my hands and my granddaughter’s hands on top of a colorful bow tie puzzle. We worked on the puzzle for several days laughing and talking while we sorted the little pieces and fitted them…

Sat outside today till the heat drove me back to my reading chair in the cool of my bedroom. The day was pretty and bright. The sun warmed my tomatoes and reddened them up. I picked a big tomato and marveled at the warmth of its skin as it rested in my palm. Wondered if…