Sat on the porch today watching the orange monarchs and yellow cloudless sulphurs flitting around the remnants of my flower and vegetable garden. The zinnias are straining at their stems, reaching for the sun each day, blooming with vivid colors, drawing the bees and butterflies to drink their nectar. The tomatoes, not willing to give…

The Lord created a beautiful day full of singing birds and bright sunshine. I sat in the swing and let the sunshine warm my bare feet and looked out over my neighborhood thankful for my blessings. Today is my mother’s 100th birthday. I just wonder if birthdays are celebrated in heaven. An unusually large flock…

Sat outside today watching the birds and the squirrels, perched in the swing, listening to the world waking up from its peaceful slumber. Father Sky has sketched a beautiful morning, deep blue sky filled with golden sunshine and fluffy white clouds. At dusk, Mother Nature stroked her paint brushes across the tree line and shaded…

Sitting in the swing this morning, thinking of all the families affected by Hurricane Helene. Hoping God’s sun will shine in their lives and give them hope to continue on. I know it’s devastating to lose your family’s home and possessions. My heart breaks for them. I know they are questioning their faith. Can’t imagine.…

“Come forth into the light of things. Let nature be your teacher.” William Wadsworth. Light plays such a large role in our faith. God lights the world with his love and grace and when we believe in his commandments we’re filled with the light of God’s goodness. God lights the way in stormy times with…

Today could be called dreary but to me it was a pleasant and cool rainy day, perfect for perching in the swing. I love to sit outside when it’s raining, listening to the rhythm of the rain drops, composing a symphony of rain accentuated by the pings of wind chime pipes, making up song lyrics…

Been sitting in my reading chair this afternoon looking out the window at a vanilla bean ice cream colored sky, watching the rain fall from the heavens, the silver drops twinkling off the points of the slender green bamboo leaves. I love rainy days, time for relaxing, reflecting on life. I’ve watched the birds flitting…

“I see the moon and the moon sees me!” Mr. Waning Gibbous Moon has been staying up late the past few days. While walking Penelope each morning, I’ve been catching him awake, his luminously handsome self hung high in the deep blue sky. I wonder if he stays up to watch the sun rise? The…

Today has been a regular old timer’s day. I’m finally committing to being in my dotage. Guess I should take Shady Oaks seriously and start saving cash for strip poker nights. Looked for my glasses forever this morning and they were right in front of my face on my desk, lying beside my iPad. Usually…

Today was a beautiful Sunday, the morning gleaming with yellow sunshine reflecting down from a crystal clear azure blue sky. The moon, Mr. Waning Gibbous, hanging high in the sky, not bedded down yet, had pulled the blue sky covers up to his neck, so luminious he was almost translucent. The morning was cooled with…