Another pretty day sprinkled with melodious bird songs, warm sunshine beaming down from a beautiful blue sky. Mother Nature, Father Sky, and Old Man Winter are cooking up some heavy storms this weekend. No signs of it today, though. Hope everyone will weather the storms safely. I’ve eaten my breakfast in the porch swing this…

The Lord blessed us with another beautiful day. Sapphire blue sky with a cool March wind. No wispy clouds to mar the skyline. God’s candle was warming the day with its golden rays. Sat down on the porch swing several times just long enough for Penelope to do her sniffing around the porch and yard,…

Such a beautiful day today! The sky was almost cornflower blue, the sun blinding and bright, her golden rays warming the earth. Not a cloud in sight when I walked Penelope. It was chilly and the wind was fierce at times setting the bamboo to dancing in time with the wind chimes’ loud symphonies. I…

Today is pretty, blue skies, yellow sunshine. Two intersecting jet contrails have drawn a huge cross on the sky canvas, so majestic and so fleeting, no time for a photograph. Almost gone, now resembling a shore bird in flight, wings outstretched, long legs tucked tightly. If these bumblebees, flying around the pansies, grow any larger,…

From a blog in March of 2023… Walked Penelope before breakfast this morning and thought about how the sun kisses the earth awake each day as she warms its fertile soil. Saw the first of the wild purple violets blooming in the yard next door. Had to search my brain to remember a quote I…

John Sarris writes, “I return to my front porch where the air smells sweeter and the sun feels warmer than any other bend in life’s long road.” I understand this quote. My front porch is a bend in my life’s journey where I find my peaceful contemplative refuge from the world. My front porch feeds…

Lots of porch pondering today on a glorious day the Lord has made. Ate my bagel and fruit sitting in the swing this morning watching all the handsome little songbirds flitting around the feeders. It’s a pretty morning, heavily overcast in grays and whites and blues. If I look intently at the sky canvas I…

Sat on the porch this morning eating my breakfast under another beautiful blue sky sketched by Father Sky. Been trying to describe the clouds. The sky has been full of beautifully painted clouds all day. Right now the edges of the large white fluffy clouds are dusted with grey, getting ready to fill their bellies…

I’m a lucky old girl. I ate my breakfast cinnamon roll and fruit sitting in the swing enjoying starting my day quietly, gifted again with Father Sky’s trademark sketched blue sky I love, a sky full of layers of snow white fluffy clouds holding hands with veils of thin cigar smoke clouds. The larger clouds…

I’m sitting in the swing listening to the breezes’ wind chime symphonies mingled with squirrels scolding songbirds, who are loudly heralding the coming spring. Adding percussion to the concert is a large pileated woodpecker playing the limb drums high in the old water oak. Feels like summer heat when the sunshine’s rays make it to…