Another hot day but a good morning for porch pondering till things heated up around lunch. I watered all the plants and vegetables and filled the bird baths. Lots of birds today, finches and cardinals and doves and chickadees and a few titmice. Haven’t seen the downy wood peckers in a few days and haven’t…

It’s another splendid morning and I’m pondering in the swing eating my bagel and drinking my coffee. A bucolic breeze is blowing making the tender tintinnabulations of the wind chimes produce a pleasant subtle symphony. Lots of birds singing this morning, doves and finches and the crimson cardinals, flitting around with their dark grayish, brownish…

Today has been a scorcher! I walked Penelope several times and had to wash the sweat off my face after every walk. The sky was pretty but you can tell the seasons are gearing up to change. The sky just has a different look. Today’s sky made me think of the my last days of…

Did my porch pondering and swing sitting in the dusk of late afternoon after I had watered my flowers. Only my faithful cardinals were flitting around today. Was just too humid and too hot earlier for much porch sitting and pondering. The day was beautiful, though, lots of fluffy white clouds. After lunch pale gray…

Today was beauteous! The epitome of a Southern summer day — hot and humid, deep blue sky, occasional clouds, enough clouds for the sun to paint a raspberry sunset on the turquoise horizon. I ate a Mrs. B biscuit perched in the swing and the cardinals joined me on the feeders for their breakfast. I…

Sat outside this morning in the swing and enjoyed the quiet, eating my breakfast bagel and watching all the birds on the feeders. The day was beautifully sunny with a cloudless azure sky. Mother Nature gets an a plus for her humidity makings today. I’d ponder in the swing for a while, sweat to death,…

Today is a pulchritudinous summer Sunday. Love learning new words! My yard is as serene and quiet as a heavenly church service, punctuated with a few peeps from the colorful cardinals and the occasional hymns of the singing cicadas. The breeze is kissing the wind chimes, coaxing individual notes from their silver pipes with wooden…

Another summer day just as pretty as a peach. I sat outside watching the sky as the Lord drew some feather wisps of clouds with his white pastel on the dark blue sky canvas. Several clouds looked like large white peacock feathers. No snow white fluffy clouds today. The birds took pleasure in the newly…

Another beautiful southern summer morning. My yard is quiet except for the distant cooing of a mourning dove. The weed eater symphony is playing loudly in the yard across the street. I’ll be glad when the last note is played. Don’t know why Mother Nature has been talking so quietly lately. Maybe she, too, is…

Never seen a more beautiful day. Been trying all morning to think of the best way to describe today and not having much luck with the correct adjectives. Everything is clean and bright. The day is luminous and brilliantly clear. The sky’s dark blue, the clouds white as snow, the sun has bleached the rain…