Ponderings from the Porch Swing

Remember giving a flashlight to your children when they were young? They never failed to shine that bright beam right in our eyes. The sun gathered her silver rays this afternoon and shone her flashlight beam right in my eyes as I was walking Penelope. I looked up to see if Mother Nature was gathering…

Today was a winter drawn day. Father Sky sketched an overcast melted vanilla sky, thick and full of fresh coconut colored clouds and they kept the sun hidden all day. We had a mist late afternoon. I went outside walking with Penelope and imagined the mist was sleet. The only perk about winter for me…

First quote of the day. “Eat a live frog first thing in the morning and nothing worse will happen to you the rest of the day,” Mark Twain. I love that! Made me think about a story Chief loved to tell our children. He and a friend were at a restaurant once and the men…

The sky was perfectly painted today, a beautiful collaboration between Mother Nature and Father Sky to welcome the new year with a beautiful deep blue sky, cloudless and clear and sunny and warm, open for a year of hope and blessings from a loving God. The year is what we make it whether it’s starting…

For all my dearest friends on this New Year’s Eve, I leave you these words from Ralph Waldo’s Emerson — This is my wish for you: comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when your spirits sag, beauty…

Winter celebrated itself with an ocean blue sky and a cold wind today, the day’s beauty so pretty in its cloudless sky. I walked Penelope this morning wearing her little blue jeweled sweater. She loves cold morning and runs around friskily dragging me down the broken sidewalk. I believe she has the strength to drag…

I love a pretty day when the weather is cold. The sky was so glorious this morning. I opened the window curtains and got back in bed to watch the day awaken. I could hear all my wind chimes, their loud tintinnabulations ringing out morning prayers. The sky looked like Mother Nature had dragged her…

I’m perched in the porch swing enjoying the day. The sky is so beautiful. The clouds are color washed on their bottoms in shades of grays and blues and purples, the sky a study of cigar smoke overcast clouds. The sun occasionally breaks through and lets me see a spot of blue sky before the…

I fell asleep watching Gunsmoke late afternoon and missed the beginning of the sunset pageant. But when I woke and looked outside the horizon was bathed in a tropical glow of clouds colored golden mango honey. The trees were so pretty, their bare black limbs silhouetted against the golden sky line. As the sun rolled…

Today has been another beautiful winter day, cloud cover thick enough to block out Mother Nature’s sunset pageant, but wondrous in its heavy colored layers of grays and pale purples. Temperatures warm enough for porch pondering. The birds are enjoying the feeders, happily singing and flitting around. The flock of faithful cardinals always make me…