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“Let us praise the noble turkey vulture… “
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“The purpose of life is a life of purpose…”
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“Life is a train that stops at no stations…”
My little songbird friend, Mr. Wren, was waking the day this morning with his loud cheerful aria. Not many birds in my yard today except the faithful quiet cardinals. The little fighting purple finches have moved on. I don’t think the cardinals miss their loud chattering and fighting. Saw a white butterfly when I walked…
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To sit in the shade on a fine day…
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“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible…”
Today was a pretty day, spring like in temperature and bird song symphonies. Pretty is defined as attractive in a delicate way without being truly beautiful or handsome. Well, I take pretty back and describe today as beautiful, a word I use probably in every other sentence but sometimes it’s just the right choice. Every…
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“Come the spring with all its splendor…”
Christina Rossetti writes, “Come the spring with all its splendor, all its birds, and all its blossoms!” Spring sprung back in my little slice of heaven today. So glad to have a porch pondering day. Father Sky sketched a baby blue sky, cloudless and clear all day. The cardinals and chickadees flirted and flitted all…
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“Life is to be enjoyed, not simply endured…
So beautiful watching the day wake up and come alive in bird songs and sunshine. God and Mother Nature conspired to make a perfect day. It’s too cool for much porch pondering but I sat in the lady den and watched out the windows while the squirrels, cardinals, goldfinches and chickadees enjoyed the sunflower seeds.…
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“Nothing on earth more prized than true friendship…”
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Death leaves a heartache no one can heal…
Been sitting in my reading chair this morning, watching the glorious morning come alive, thinking how the month of March has always been a roller coaster month of emotions for me. Our daughter, Rosalyn Louise, named after her grandmothers, died in a car accident on March 17, Saint Patrick’s Day, of 2002. Today is the…
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The wind blows where it wishes…
