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Can’t rush life in a porch swing…
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True friends are great riches…
Today was a beautiful day in so many ways. The sky canvas was painted dark blue, cloudless all day in the bright warm sunshine. My dearest friend came over from Alexander City and spent the day. Oldest sister-in-law joined us and we went to the Christmas Open House at Awbrey’s feed and seed store. The…
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Be as a bird perched on a frail branch…
Today was another picture perfect fall day. The sky canvas was dark blue and cloudless. The sunshine warm and bright. A soft breeze occasionally softly pinged the wind chime pipes. Ate my breakfast and lunch perched on the porch swing and I never saw Father Sky sketch a cloud in the sky. Did see one…
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The light of God…
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One star can pierce the darkness…
Today was perfectly beautiful with a little forecast of the coming winter temperatures. Never seen the sky so blue and so perfectly cloudless. Not even one vulture or crow circling to mar the blue sky canvas. The yard was so quiet and the wind chimes were pinging a one note Big Ben bong, counting off…
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Rambling on…
I’ve loved this wondrous Tuesday! The blue sky with the white clouds, the song birds singing, the yellow and brown leaves pirouetting to the ground from the oak tree limbs. The clouds are moving fast across the sky, changing shapes and joining hands together. My porch pondering was done in a sweater today. The fall…
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I will love the night…
Oh, man, what a beautiful day today. I could hear James Brown singing, “I feel good,” when I sat down in the swing to eat my breakfast. The sky was dark blue, full of fluffy bleached white clouds. The wind was softly tickling the wind chimes, pinging out individual notes for the morning’s quiet yard…
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We are God’s farmers…
Today was so pretty and so pleasant for porch sitting and swing pondering. I watched the birds and the butterflies enjoying the feeders and flowers and the warm yellow sunshine on this beautiful blue sky Sunday that God created. I spent the day doing absolutely nothing but enjoying being on the porch. After supper I…
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Butterflies are confetti from God…
The big water oak in my yard is shedding his brown leaves and covering my yard with his ballerinas. I love to watch the leaves spiraling down when the wind blows. It’s like a beautiful choreographed ballet performance. I call it Tchaikovsky’s Leaf Lake. The acorn bombs are beginning to fall from the branches when…
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Gratitude brings joy…
Went to the Farmer’s Market in Lagrange, GA, this morning. Such a pretty drive. The trees on the sides of the highway were dancing in the sun that was beaming down through the beautiful fall leaves. Made me think of a child’s kaleidoscope turning round and round with nature’s earth colors in wondrous patterns. The…
