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“In the serenade of the black, the stars are a choir…”
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“A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows…”
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“Twilight drops her curtain down…”
Ate breakfast on the porch this morning sitting in the swing, drinking my coffee, surveying my little world, watching my songbirds and butterflies enjoy the sunshine of the waking day. The morning has a soft wind chime symphony and a few cicada solos. The male cardinals are so red they are almost fluorescent. I know…
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“Life is a journey, not a destination…”
Henri Matisse wrote, “There are always flowers for those who want to see them.” There are always flowers in our lives. God plants them all around us. They’re not hidden, we just have to have enough faith to see them bloom. Our lives are surrounded by beauty. It quietly blooms while we scurry around in…
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“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth…”
The day is so pretty! The clouds are bleached white and fluffy, hurrying by on the horizon. Some of the clouds have a smokey gray middles. The sky, shyly peaking through the cloud cover in several places, is painted light blue. A slight breeze is making the smallest of my wind chimes whisper. Only the…
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“The porch swing is calling with its gentle sway…”
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“In a world full of eagles and hawks, be a hummingbird…”
Perfect porch perching weather this morning. The sun is working its way across the sky, burning the vanilla clouds away. When the sun’s through with her morning chores I’m sure Mother Nature will rev up the heat. I washed the bird baths and filled a few feeders with no sweat stinging my eyes. The cicadas…
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“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
Been busy today running around town with oldest sister-in-law. We went to the grocery store together. We used to grocery shop together all the time then I discovered Walmart delivered groceries. We always say, “This time we’re only buying what’s on our list.” Well, Blue Bell ice cream was on sale…now, no ice cream till…
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“Do small things with great love…”
Today was a beautiful summer day. My friend described this morning’s awakening day perfectly, “sailor blue sky and goose down clouds…movin’ slow like a small town Christmas parade.” The bird feeders’ perches were filled with cardinals and chickadees and purple finches enjoying their seeds and sipping from the bird baths. A few doves lit on the ground…
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“Beauty blooms after struggle…”
I sit on the porch religiously every night around 7 o’clock, watching Mother Nature paint a magnificent sunset with here watercolors, searching for the words to accurately describe the glorious colors of her watercolors. Today she hid her painting of sunset behind a cover of vanilla clouds but I know it was beautiful by the…
