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Use what talent you possess…
The sky was a melted vanilla, the day cool and damp. I think Mother Nature flung some of her watercolors in shades of gray and purple and blue on Father Sky’s overcast sky canvas. I could pick out the watercolors when I studied the sky. I’m missing Father Sky kissing the sun goodnight at dusk,…
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Worst days give lessons, best days give memories…
Another cold day featuring a beautiful overcast sky. When I walked Penelope the melted vanilla ice cream sky canvas was covered in cigar smoke clouds, rolled up like a foggy morning’s ocean waves slapping a sandy beach. So pretty. I looked for the supermoon after dark but he was hidden from sight, his large luminous…
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A hodgepodge of thoughts…
Had to pick up a Wally World grocery order today. Got in my car and it wouldn’t crank. Called Wally World grocery pickup four times but nobody answered, they were busy. I knew they kept the orders for 24 hours but I had already told them I was on the way. Anyway, I called oldest…
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“The quieter you become, the more you can hear…”
Today was cold and damp, the sky a canopy of melted white chocolate overcast clouds. The sun was hiding behind her cloud covers enjoying the warmth of her rays. I love Father Sky’s sky canvases but his pastel sticks and Mother Nature’s watercolor brushes were held hostage by the heavy clouds. I didn’t get to…
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Happiness comes the way the wind blows…
Been doing chores today getting an early start for my family’s holiday dinner the Saturday before Christmas. I’ll set places for 42 this year. The Easter Bunny is bringing a new little one to our McMurray family in April so we’ll be 43 next year. I love setting the tables with the Christmas china I’ve…
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The daily bread of the eyes…
Been lazy today, absolutely useless, sitting in my recliner staring at the Christmas tree. Walked Penelope several times under a beautiful overcast sky, a painting of vanillas and blues and cigar smoke grays. I love overcast skies. They fascinate me in their layers of muted colors. Mania Khan said, “The sky has a huge heart…
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Somewhere, over the rainbow…
The day was so beautiful, crisp and bright, a cool wind blowing with a touch of the holiday spirit. The sky was winter blue illustrated with a few clouds sketched by Father Sky. I missed the sun setting but I took Penelope on a walk right as the dark night drank in the dusk and…
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Be the candle or be the mirror…
In my book of quotes for every day, today’s quote is “Laughter is sunshine; it chases winter from the human face,” Victor Hugo. Isn’t that a beautiful way to describe laughter. Love that description and I love to laugh. Laughter is happiness music from the heart. I thought about that while I was trying not…
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When I look at your heavens…
A beautiful day for giving thanks as I walk Penelope in a cool wind under a cloudless clear blue sky. The bird feeders are empty of songbirds. Maybe they are gathering in someone else’s yard for their Thanksgiving feast. I can hear the songbirds’ hymns of thanks from their perches on the old oak branches…
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Family and friends, the true treasures of Thanksgiving…
The day is always so pretty after a stormy night. Father Sky colors the sky a fresh dark blue. Mother Nature encourages the sun to beam her golden rays down to warm the day’s beginning. The jet contrails fill the sky with long wispy angel wing clouds. Mr. Waxing Crescent Moon peeks out from behind…

