Walking Penelope in the morning heat. The sky is azure blue, almost purple where the horizon holds it up. A single thin wispy cotton boll cloud is swimming quickly across the blue heavens. A slight wind is softly playing my wind chime pipes, singing of places it has traveled from. I love the harmony of…

Read this statement on the internet this morning and its been spinning around in my brain like a tongue twister all day long. “Happiness is not having what you want, but rather wanting what you have,” Rabbi Hyman Schachtel. I’ve been pondering on this in the swing today. What actually is happiness? Good old Webster’s…

My yard was so quiet today. No man-made intrusion to the earth’s orchestra and her symphonies. I sat in the swing till mid-afternoon. It was hot but the breeze and the box fan made swing perching and pondering very pleasant. I saw another beautiful butterfly today, a male Sleepy Orange. So handsome with bright orange…

Psalm 118:24 reads, “This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Each day is a gift from God and today was a beautiful gift. Father Sky sketched a hot blue sky filled with clouds colored fluffy white and cigar smoke gray. Bright sunshine reflected off the crowns…

I think Mother Nature got distracted today. We had sunshowers and thunder showers and sometimes while it rained in my front yard, it didn’t rain in my backyard. The rain cooled things off and I enjoyed some porch pondering till the mosquitoes tried to carry off my legs. Those little critters have grown some vampire…

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…