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  • You can wind the clock up again…

    Today just looks like a page from a children’s picture book illustrating spring — bright blue sky, fluffy white clouds, clear yellow sunshine warming the earth. For those of us on the street who haven’t mowed our yards yet, the clover and dandelion blooms and the beautiful miniature wild flowers are having tea parties with…

  • Jesus and a can of spinach…

    Another glorious Thursday, overcast and warm, beautiful bright white clouds, blue sky peeking through when the clouds part. The birds singing all over the yard are being scolded by Fatty and Brownie, my oak tree squirrels. I have a lone catbird in the yard, so handsome in his deep grayish jacket, long black beak, and…

  • Let’s all tap dance on life’s happy moments…

    I’m up earlier than usual and walking Penelope down the root broken sidewalk next door. “I’m walking on sunshine and don’t it feel good,” Zooey Deschanel. That quote is perfect for the happiness I feel today. I’m walking down the sidewalk I rode my bikes on during childhood, from bikes to unicycles to skates to…

  • Thank God for putting thorns on roses…

    The spring sun is shining down brightly this morning, kissing the yellow and purple faces of the pansies and the deep pink rose buds on my little rose bush. The sky is thinly overcast with gray cigar smoke clouds from Father Sky’s library pipe. The clouds are a study in gray, an early morning grisaille…

  • “Sunset is the opening music of the night…”

    Another glorious day of blue skies and sunshine. Lot of clouds but the sun was right up there beaming through the clean white clouds. Lots of birds flitting around and lots of wonderful songs composing a bird symphony. Fatty the squirrel climbed the oak tree and fussed at the birds adding another solo to the…

  • “I’d rather have 30 minutes of wonderful…”

    Today has been a preview of a summer’s Sunday. It’s been hot on my porch! Father Sky has sketched clouds all afternoon, digging around in his old dusty pastel box for grays and whites and purple sticks of chalk to shade his creations. Right now I’m seeing layers of light gray cigar smoke clouds, some…

  • Lollipop lick of pale colors…

    My yard has been full of birdies today. All kinds and all colors — goldfinches, purple finches, nuthatches, brown-headed cowbirds, wrens, sparrows, cardinals, downy woodpeckers, doves, and chickadees. And a big buzzard flew through the yard before heading high in the sky to the wind current staircase. I have been lollygagging in the swing all…

  • To reach the port of heaven…

    Trying to ponder on the porch this morning but the WIND…is ferocious. There are so many goldfinches on my bird feeders I just don’t want to go in the house. The sun has almost made it to the swing so I’m holding out for her warmth. The male crayon yellow goldfinches are so pretty riding…

  • There are no goodbyes…

    The April winds are so blustery today. Pushed the swing around with me sitting in it! I sat outside mid-morning and just soaked in the glorious day. The earth is so beautiful the day after a storm. The blue sky is bluer and the white clouds are whiter, the new leaves of the trees greener…

  • Find the glory in the day…

    Today has been a paint chart study of the color gray. I watched the overcast sky from my porch perch and marveled at all the colors that composed the sky today. The clouds were thin wisps this morning letting the warm blue of the morning sky peek through. As the day progressed Father Sky picked…