A mid-afternoon breeze is whispering soft and gentle, rustling the spring’s tender green leaves and pinging soft symphonies on the wind chimes. Father Sky has sketched a summer sky, bright and blue. The clouds are large, their bellies the color of cigar smoke. Mother Nature watercolored the sun hot yellow. The birds are enjoying the…

The world in all its beauty today is glorious. Psalm 19:1 states, “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” Sat on the porch several different times today and each time I had another magnificent spring watercolor painting to enjoy. The birds are crooning their hymns of praise…

I love this quote! “Sometimes I pretend to be normal but it gets boring so I go back to being me,” Ain Eineziz. Makes me think of some dumb things I do. This has been a Shady Oaks week in so many ways. I blew the horn when I rode by Shady Oaks this morning…

Visiting my grandchildren, making memories for our cardboard boxes. Here’s a favorite blog of mine from last summer. I’ll be back with new words Thursday morning. Been waist deep in a brown cardboard box of hidden memories today, gleaming jewels of family togetherness and celebrations, hidden in an old bent up discarded box from Chief’s…

“Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of joy and wonder. I choose joy over despair, not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift,” Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass.…

Today was a glorious day of Easter celebrating the resurrection of Jesus Christ. The cathedral of my yard was full of songbirds singing their symphonies of praise, thanking God for this beautiful day. Father Sky sketched a deep blue sky, picked up his white pastel stick and filled the sky with thin cotton candy clouds.…

“It’s a beautiful morning, ah, I think I’ll go outside for a while and just smile. Just take in some clean fresh air, boy (Ain’t) no sense in staying inside if the weather’s fine and you got the time. It’s your chance to wake up and plan another brand-new day,” A Beautiful Morning, The Rascals.…

A truly Southern thought, gonna file this one away — “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string,” L.M. Montgomery. What beautiful expression of an…

“To be filled with joy by a bird’s beautiful song is to be rooted firmly in the simple life, able to embrace the gifts that are there for each of us,” April Peerless. This quote perfectly sums me up. If I still had a unicycle I’d hope on it and petal off into the glorious…

The day is ending. I’m sitting on the porch swing watching the gloaming begin. Mary Oliver said, “Is there anything more loyal than the sun?” The sun is most certainly faithful waking the day and the night. We never doubt she’ll rise again. I can see the sun dressed in her orange ball gown as…