The day is so pretty. Bright warm sunshine, rows of clouds floating and changing shapes in the blue sky of fall. I’ve watched the clouds morph into an angel, elephant, fish, and a wolf. Even saw one that made me think of Elvis in sunglasses. Several large clouds joined together in the sky over my…

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset,” Ravindranath Tagore. Love this quote, probably used it many times. I’ve been porch pondering in the swing all day, watching the clouds play on Father Sky’s perfectly painted azure blue sky canvas. Clouds are…

The most wonderful thing about retirement to me is laying my head down at night and knowing tomorrow has no agenda. The day is mine and I can choose to make the most of every moment. I had a beautiful day today. I’m so grateful for the life I have, my friends and family, my…

Today was so pretty, bright blue sky, lots of different shaped clouds floating like puzzle pieces, joining and separating in the sky. Had warm sunshine, too! Been busy all morning but did have time to sit and eat my lunch in the swing. Just pondered the afternoon away in the swing watching the yard critters.…

At my late breakfast on the porch, sharing cantaloupe with Penelope. She begs so pitifully and looks at me with those puppy dog eyes like she’s a starving homeless puppy, stranded on the interstate in the pouring rain, dodging speeding freight trucks. I just can’t say no to that face. The sky was a beautiful…

Too cool and damp for any porch pondering but on my walks with Penelope, I watched the birds on the feeders and the squirrels running around the oaks trees. My oak tree has lost its leaves of sunshine and is now covered in brown leaves. The large oak tree at the end of the root…

Dreary day today. I enjoy a dreary day every now and then. Makes for good napping and enjoyable book reading but I did neither today. I was glued to the tv watching college football and tea partying. The clouds were spitting rain when I walked Penelope. The birds loved it, so did the squirrels. Had…

Ate my breakfast perched in the swing this morning, watching Father Sky draw beautiful clouds and hang them high on his blue sky canvas. I think he was giving art lessons, sketching all kinds of clouds, some of them round and fluffy, kissed pristine white on their crowns by the sun and brushed gray on…

Father Sky and Mother Nature collaborated together today and created another glorious fall day, warm bright sunshine, cotton boll clouds floating around the azure blue sky canvas, melding together and crowding each other. Some of the clouds were softly brushed on their bellies with light gray but not colored dark enough to spill some rain…

Ate my breakfast perched in the swing, watching a fall morning come alive around my neighborhood. The leaves were dancing to the ground from all the water oaks and when the wind blew a little whirlwind gathered some leaf friends and spun off down the street with them. A few magnolia leaves slapped themselves loudly…