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  • The sky sends threads of hope…

    The sky is so beautifully blue this morning, cloudless, clear hot summertime sunshine beaming down. Mother Nature sprinkled her diamonds of dew on the fronds of the neighborhood’s grass. Looked at the color charts to find the perfect color word to describe Father Sky’s sky canvas. Looks like he reached in his box of Unison…

  • Even when the clouds curtain the sunset…

    Drove back to Alabama this morning. I left when the grandboys drove off to school in their golf cart. Loved waving and blowing the horn when I passed them driving happily down the golf cart path to school. These sweet boys sure got to high school quickly. And sister in middle school is not far…

  • “The splendor of the old…”

    Another beautiful day of grandmothering. Been playing card games, Go Fishing, Crazy Eights, with a few games of Blackjack thrown in with freeze pops for treats. I won the Go Fishing tournament with a record 17 pairs. The parentals just got home from their anniversary trip, loved seeing the teenagers hugging on their parents. My…

  • “If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy…”

    Beautiful day, the sun has burned off the thin gray clouds. My grandchildren have been so sweet. The parentals flew off this morning for a short anniversary trip. My granddaughter made pancakes for breakfast. She’s so exact with her measuring. I couldn’t get her to try the Patty no measure way. Told her I used…

  • Thank God we still have the pliers…

    I’m visiting my grandchildren this weekend. Drove up to Peachtree City today under a pale blue sky with clouds resembling smiles, guess Father Sky was sketching the smile on my face. Went to the children’s high school football game tonight, started late after a rain delay. I get excited seeing my oldest grandson in the…

  • Beauty in a skipper dance recital…

    I have been watching the butterflies in my yard this morning. It’s a bright sunshiny day, hot and blue skyed. I would call it a great day to be a butterfly. When I was walking Penelope I saw a new butterfly ballerina dancing on a hot pink stage. Penelope was so busy smelling the squirrel…

  • “How many slams in an old screen door?”

    I think God left his hosepipe on today and forgot to tell Mother Nature to turn it off. The morning is visibly overcast like a melted bowl of vanilla ice cream. I’ve enjoyed gazing skyward and discovering all the different colors swirled in the bowl of ice cream sky. I can see violet, silver, lavender,…

  • I don’t see a swing on heaven’s porch…

    Sat outside in the swing while the rain poured down this morning. The sky was colored dolphin gray and the raindrops fell straight down, no wind to send me back in the house. The swings stayed dry. The porch was so pleasant as the rain lowered the temperature and quieted the landscape. I put my…

  • Life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…

    Walked Penelope this morning right before the rain began. A heavy shower, big leaf bending drops, fell from a cigar smoke overcast sky, slapping the sidewalk and the tin roof next door. The sun is doing her best trying to push her bright yellow face through the clouds. She’s almost visible, her golden rays getting…

  • A squirrel is just a rat in a cuter outfit…

    If I were a child this afternoon, I would gather my bicycling neighborhood friends and sell them tickets to my squirrel circus. I filled up all the feeders that were empty and topped off those that were down a few inches. Three little squirrels sat on the side of the old oak, about three feet…