Today the sky canvas is deep blue, stretching across the heavens cloudless and clear. God is smiling down through the sun’s bright rays, kissing the dandelions and the tiny wildflowers awake. Mother Nature is doing every thing in her power to bring forth the spring. It’s getting closer everyday, the grass is greening, the trees…

My youngest son and I were sitting on the porch at sunset watching a flock of robins prissing around in the yard. I love how they lean back, push their breasts out, and strut arrogantly around. Wish I could put a pocket watch in their rusty orange vests and drape the chain down. The bird…

The night sky is so beautiful tonight, a clear deep dark midnight purple. Haruki Murakami describes the night sky so perfectly — “The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.” Mr. Waxing Gibbous Moon is bright and handsome, illuminated at 84 percent of…

Father Sky sketched an overcast sky today, a gentle veil of clouds hiding the sunshine and the pageant of sunset. The sky was colorful in a muted melted vanilla, rolled up with cigar smoke grays and pale purples and sterling silvers. A few lightning bolts firecrackered near dusk but the silver raindrops haven’t arrived yet.…

Sat in the swing today and gazed on Father Sky’s melted vanilla sky canvas counting all the colors I could pick out — cigar smoke gray, pale purple, baby blue, charcoal, silver — all gathered together to hide the sun’s shine. I looked in Father Sky’s box of pastels he used to color the clouds…

Was searching for bird quotes today and came across this quote by P.D. James. “God gives every bird his worm but he doesn’t throw it in the nest!” That is the best! You can take it at face value or dissect it and dig deeper to find the message. God provides the worm, the opportunities…

Blue sky every where I look today, perfect periwinkle sky, clear and sunny. Nothing to mar the blue sky canvas but a few crows and a few buzzards flying around warming their wing feathers in the bright sun. Kinda looks like a spring morning but it’s cold and I can feel the winds’ cool teeth…

Today is beautifully blue, cloudlessly clear, and wondrously windy. Old Man Winter has been huffing and puffing all day. The wind gusts are banging out raucous music making the bamboo forest dance in the cool sunshine, bending and turning, slapping their slender fingers in high fives. The canes are full of male cardinals, their crimson…

Just dropped a macadamia nut cookie on the floor and as it rolled away Penelope and I raced after it. I won and yes I ate it. My youngest son was laughing saying, “I’m watching my elderly mother race a dog for a cookie on the floor. Sad.” He enjoys my elderly escapades and calls…

Enjoyed a bagel breakfast today while I sat in the porch swing under an aqua white sky. The day is warm but the swift breeze that runs across my porch is banging the wind chimes as it briefly passes by. Our neighborhood handsome hawk is calling its mate but it’s off key with the wind…