Well my worst fear has come to fruition. I had a loose crown on a tooth, been ignoring it for several weeks. The crown was connected to some dental work with two other teeth and today the little bridge of teeth just saw fit to come “aloose” and fall out. It doesn’t hurt but…woe is…

Sat on the porch swing today watching all the beautiful crimson cardinals on the feeders. I always feel Chief’s presence with the cardinals. The females, dressed in their fawn brown beauty, were flitting around the feeders, too. The wind chimes were singing along with the birds’ symphony. I watched the rain clouds, watercolored in their…

Another quiet peaceful morning passing as I sit in the porch swing pondering, watching the earth spin on its axis. We had a heavy rain last night, so everything is crayon green from the rain’s nitrogen. My vegetables are showing out, all dressed in yellow blooms, their leaves upward worshipping the sun’s warmth. The bell…

I think I’ve used this quote before but it just fits perfectly with today. “Let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom,” Marcel Proust. Today my brothers and I and all our children and grandchildren gathered at baby brother’s house for our annual…

So pretty outside today. I’m perched in the swing pondering under a dark blue sky canvas. I’m thinking of The Rascals’ lyrics to A Beautiful Morning. “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…

Another peaceful and quiet morning. The birds are singing thanks, enjoying all the fresh sunflowers seeds in the feeders. A large pileated woodpecker is drumming on the old oak tree across the street, his staccato beat loud and clear. Oldest sister-in-law brought me three petit fours from Edgar’s bakery in Birmingham this morning. They are…

It’s so wonderfully quiet on my street this morning. I can hear the leaves rustle when the wind blows. I love mornings like this. The wind chimes are faintly pinging. Even the bird symphony is playing softly. The two squirrels are just sitting still on the water oak limbs. I think the Earth is praying.…

The sky is cornflower blue not a cloud anywhere I can see. I hear the voices of my ancestors this morning on the porch through the tintinnabulations of the wind chimes and the whispers of the cool breezes. I hear my grandmother coming happily home from her honeymoon to the beautiful home her father built…

Today is a beautiful picture book day, boundless blue skies, a few wisps of cotton candy clouds, no gray in their bellies. The sun is beaming down hot and relentless making nature’s green colors look almost fluorescent. Mother Nature added a breeze to the mix so I could sit comfortably in the porch swing and…

I watched my granddaughter get on the school bus this morning, watched the grandboys drive off to school in their red golf cart, watched their mother motor off to her work, and I followed behind them driving home from Georgia on an early morning under an overcast sky. I could catch glimpses of Father Sky’s…