Father Sky sketched a wondrous winter blue sky this morning. No clouds, just a lone turkey buzzard climbing the circular stairway in the windy sky. My yard was full of birds filling their little bellies with sunflower seeds. All the birds sitting on the power lines had their feathers fluffed, insulating themselves against the cold.…

Father Sky sketched a beautiful vanilla overcast sky today, lot of colors caught up in his clouds, cigar smoke grays, purples and blues. Mr. North Wind blew the bamboo around in a dancing congo line. He had a bite in his wind today, nipping my ears and fingers, showing us who’s the boss before Mother…

Sitting my reading chair in the lady den watching the birds on their feeders, eating the last remnants of Chex mix leftovers from my grandson’s Eagle Scout ceremony, wondering about buying some snow snacks. I need some boiled peanuts, some chips and dip, and some black rind hoop cheese and crackers to survive the up…

“Some days you’re the windshield some days you’re the bug. It is what it is.” That quote never fails to make me laugh. And I am always the bug! Walmart delivered my package to the wrong house today. Said it would be mailed but someone dropped it off on a porch down the street. I…

I’ve been sitting in my purple yard chair watching all the birds happily flittering around, singing their thankful songs for the beautiful winter day and feeders full of fresh sunflower seeds. The wind chimes were adding their bell sounding pings to the yard symphony. Penelope and Kat were soaking up the warm sunshine sitting near…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…