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Have the courage to lose sight of the shore…
Another vanilla bean ice cream colored overcast sky today, beautiful as I watch the subtle grays and purple and blues meld together, keeping the sun’s rays to herself, the clouds spitting out a stingy few drops of rain, barely enough to wet the sidewalk. Guess it’s time for another rain dance, been 17 days since…
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I’m back on the porch after supper…
I enjoyed the porch today. Got hot early afternoon so I sat in my reading chair with a biography about Queen Elizabeth. Didn’t read any pages. Was watching three squirrels play tag up and down a dead bamboo stalk, while occasionally dozing off. My friend sent me this short verse about a squirrel. “He wore…
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Just one kind word to another person…
Today was a wondrous peek at the coming fall, cornflower blue sky, cloudless and clear, a breeze so nice and cool I almost came in the house for a sweater. It was 69 degrees! The summer is ending and Mother Nature is mixing colors on her palette to paint the leaves in captivating colors of…
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Life is a journey and we all face trials…
A wondrous breeze is blowing across my porch creating wind chime symphonies, temperature is in the low 70’s, perfect for porch perching and pondering. September has arrived but I know she’s still got summer hanging in her closet. So happy to be back in my routine this morning, bagel breakfast on the porch, perched in…
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Each player must accept the cards life deals them…
Had a beautiful drive home late morning from Peachtree City. Been with my grandchildren for five fun days. Father Sky had rendered a summer blue sky and shaded the skyline’s horizon a deep aqua blue. The sky, on the drive home, was full of the prettiest small wisps of clouds in glorious shades of purples,…
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Someone’s junk is another’s treasure…
From my archives— If you don’t enjoy a thrift store you don’t know what you are missing! Treasures await on shelves and in bins and boxes. Have to have patience and fortitude to search, which I do not have, but I follow my dearest friend or my oldest sister-in-law, and casually look over their shoulders…
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“Sometimes you just have to bow your head…”
From my archives — The world is so clean and fresh today after last night’s thunderstorm. We had lots of thunder and lightning. Penelope tried to squeeze under the guest room bed but finally gave up and hid under one of her blankets. I always know when a storm is coming ‘cause she finds a…
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“But I’ve read all the books in the children’s section…”
From my archives — Been pondering how much I love to read. I’m thinking it was the summer of my fifth grade year when I read through the children’s shelves of biographies in Roanoke’s city library. They weren’t large books and I remember the bindings in earth colors of orange and yellow and brown. Those…
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Stolen bike rides again…
From my archives — My oldest son loved riding his mountain bike during high school. Probably put hundreds of miles on that bike on trips with friends. Took it on to college and kept riding it in Tuscaloosa, rode it around campus at the University. Guess he got the bike riding gene from me. Chief…
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The butterfly counts not months but moments…
Getting ready to visit the grandchildren for a few days. Excited to see oldest grandson in the marching band at the high school football game Friday night. Looking forward to the first Alabama football game of the year on Saturday and then two days of babysitting without the parentals. Might be able to sneak a…
Ponderings from the Porch Swing 