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We can be a rainbow in someone else’s clouds…
Today’s sky was sketched with huge angel wing feathers floating on a crystal blue canvas, so beautiful! When I first walked Penelope the sky was full of jet contrails that were spreading and morphing into large clouds shaped like huge bird feathers. Almost fell down watching the sky while walking. I love gazing at the…
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“However long the night…the dawn will break…”
Ever had worries or sadness that keeps sleep away, troubles that you don’t know how to handle. God can give us hope on these stormy nights. God is the source of help in the darkest hours of the night. We just have to reach out for his hand and the sun will rise. There is…
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Never stop gathering your acorns of faith…
Father Sky sketched a wondrous winter blue sky today and filled it full of white fluffy mackerel scale clouds. I sat in the sunshine in my purple yard chair this afternoon after I filled all the bird feeders. My birds have enjoyed this beautiful day with its warm sunshine and so have I. Mother Nature…
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Life is a beautiful journey…
I’m pondering on the porch. It’s late afternoon, cold but not uncomfortable. I can still see snow on the shaded roof across the street. The flock of cardinals are enjoying the feeders, drinking from the bird baths. A small bevy of doves, bobbing their heads under one feeder, are eating the seeds that drop from…
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“Goodness will shine on you like the rising sun…”
Walking Penelope today “I saw the moon and the moon saw me.” I love that verse from the children’s nursery rhyme about the moon. Mr. Waxing moon was perched right behind my house this afternoon in that beautiful dark blue winter sky. I thought he was fully dressed but research on today’s moon says he’s…
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The silence of a snowfall…
My yard is so beautiful in the silence of the snowfall. Everything is still and quiet, covered with a thick white dusting of glittering white snow. This sky is the color of melted butter pecan ice cream, dripping thick cold rain. The birds are twittering and quarreling over the bird feeders’ perches. My little dog…
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“Snowflakes are kisses from heaven…”
Today is another beautiful crisp, clear winter day. Father Sky has sketched a sapphire blue sky with no clouds in sight. My pets are invigorated by the cold air and are skipping around frisky and happy. The sun is blazing bright, her warmth hard to feel on this bitterly cold morning. I’m on snowflake watch.…
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I need a snow day…
Was definitely a winter day today. When I walked Penelope early morning the cold air bit my hands, put its icy fingers on my face and ears. The sky was winter blue, cloudless and clear. And the beautiful glorious sunshine trying to warm up the earth, kissing the four little dandelions’ blooms, yellow as Crayola…
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And into the forest I go…
It was wintry cold on our first doggie walk this morning. Penelope had on a baggy sweater and was running around in the cold so happily. I was toasty warm in my new coat, a gift from my dearest friend. Kat joined us on our walk, just as frisky as Penelope. They drug me down…
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Now, I’ve got to do some bragging…
Drove home from Peachtree City this morning under a rainy sky. The clouds all gathered together rolled up in lines of gray and blue and purple, spitting just enough rain to be aggravating — wipers, no wipers, wipers, no wipers. Never fails when I come home from visiting the grandchildren, when I drive by the…
