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“A leaf falls on loneliness…”
The sunset was so beautiful tonight in its simplisticness. The dusk was soft and warm and the sun slowly set, rolling down the horizon in silver beauty beaming white rays of sunlight to kiss the the tops of the trees, to warm the cardinals’ wings and the fluffy tails of the squirrels. As the sun…
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Reflections on a fall morning…
The sky looks melancholy and sad today, marbled with grays and white, a few dashes of blue. The clouds are gathering, their bellies gray, contemplating dropping rain, but the breezes are pushing them north. No matter how blue our skies are we know dark clouds will eventually come. We’ll weather these storms and look for…
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The beauty of the snow white magnolia…
The falling leaves are waving goodbye to Summer but Summer has turned her back on Fall. Maybe Summer is waiting for a formal bon voyage party with the leaves dressed in their gowns of glorious Autumn colors. She’s being stubborn this September. It’s hot on my porch even with the box fan. The magnolias have…
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“Be noble like the sun…”
Summertime on the porch this morning. Mother Nature just isn’t ready to say uncle and declare fall the winner. She needs to tell Father Sky to sketch some clouds with purple bellies full of rain showers. My grass is looking brown and parched. One of my tomato plants is bursting with green tomatoes, produced all…
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For everything there is a season…
I’ve been doing chores all day, missed my porch perching this morning. Went out after supper, coffee cup in hand, perched in the swing and watched the day get ready for bed. The sunset was muted and soft colored in sea glass colored pastel pinks and aquas. The twilight was beautiful and mystical, full of…
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Just when the caterpillar thought her life was over…
Another pretty blue sky, hot day. Tomorrow, September 22, is the first day of fall. Today was summertime, hot and humid, not a hint of fall at my house. I sat perched in the swing till the sweat rolled down my back watching a fat hummingbird feeding on my pink rose bush. Came in the…
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My eyes rest on a pile of folded quilts…
I love this quote from E.M. Forster. “What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?” I fill my days with all of God’s colors and creations. I sit in the swing this morning watching the songbirds enjoying the feeders and…
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Just living is not enough…
Sat in the swing this morning, reading all the remarks about the column I wrote about my daughter. Thank you so much for reading my words and many thanks for your caring and compassionate remarks about Rosalyn. It’s hot today. Sat in the swing eating raw peanuts and drinking a Coke this afternoon watching the…
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Life will eventually take away things we love…
I’m looking at a perfectly beautiful morning from my slice of porch heaven. Looking up I see a cerulean blue sky filled with bleached white fluffy clouds. Warm sunshine is beaming down almost blinding in its brightness. It’s summertime hot. Mother Nature and Father Sky painted a wondrous sky today putting a smile on all…
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Be an oak tree for God…
Penelope had to go see vet brother this morning. She turned into a goose last night when the clock struck 12, waking me with the cough of a croupy baby. Kept us awake till daylight. This dog loves vet brother and his staff. She pranced in the office honking like a Canadian goose all excited…

