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To nurture a garden of faith…
I’m perched in the swing this morning enjoying the glorious day the Lord has given me, drinking coffee from my favorite bird mug. I’m grateful for my health and thankful for the happiness I find in my song birds, my little garden, and my pots of flowers. Been watering my vegetables and flowers this morning…
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Happiness is like a butterfly…
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Gratitude can transform common days…
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I will sit with you in the dark…
From my archives… When you look at an ordinary object in an unordinary way you see it differently. I noticed how beautiful the female song birds were this year when I took time to really look at them. The males automatically draw your eyes because their featherings are so dramatic compared to the females. The…
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A ramble of chicken fingers, mockingbirds, and God’s lettuce…
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I can’t pray without my glasses…
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I had to clench my pearls…
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The most precious jewel…
Today was another wondrous day for a grandmother and a little granddaughter. We got our breakfast of bagels and muffins and fruit and headed to the porch to perch in the swings and watch the birds. She made the muffins by herself but was traumatized by my Mason jar measuring cup. All old Mason jars…
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You start to act all goofy…
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Love a little more each day…
Today was a beautiful day, blue sky, bright sunshine. Father Sky sketched blue and white and grey and purple clouds, layering them upon each other. The colors of the clouds were stacked like a paint chip card. It rained in the sunshine late afternoon and my granddaughter ran to the window and said, “It’s raining,…
