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“The splendor of the old…”
Another beautiful day of grandmothering. Been playing card games, Go Fishing, Crazy Eights, with a few games of Blackjack thrown in with freeze pops for treats. I won the Go Fishing tournament with a record 17 pairs. The parentals just got home from their anniversary trip, loved seeing the teenagers hugging on their parents. My…
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“If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy…”
Beautiful day, the sun has burned off the thin gray clouds. My grandchildren have been so sweet. The parentals flew off this morning for a short anniversary trip. My granddaughter made pancakes for breakfast. She’s so exact with her measuring. I couldn’t get her to try the Patty no measure way. Told her I used…
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Thank God we still have the pliers…
I’m visiting my grandchildren this weekend. Drove up to Peachtree City today under a pale blue sky with clouds resembling smiles, guess Father Sky was sketching the smile on my face. Went to the children’s high school football game tonight, started late after a rain delay. I get excited seeing my oldest grandson in the…
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Beauty in a skipper dance recital…
I have been watching the butterflies in my yard this morning. It’s a bright sunshiny day, hot and blue skyed. I would call it a great day to be a butterfly. When I was walking Penelope I saw a new butterfly ballerina dancing on a hot pink stage. Penelope was so busy smelling the squirrel…
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“How many slams in an old screen door?”
I think God left his hosepipe on today and forgot to tell Mother Nature to turn it off. The morning is visibly overcast like a melted bowl of vanilla ice cream. I’ve enjoyed gazing skyward and discovering all the different colors swirled in the bowl of ice cream sky. I can see violet, silver, lavender,…
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I don’t see a swing on heaven’s porch…
Sat outside in the swing while the rain poured down this morning. The sky was colored dolphin gray and the raindrops fell straight down, no wind to send me back in the house. The swings stayed dry. The porch was so pleasant as the rain lowered the temperature and quieted the landscape. I put my…
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Life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…
Walked Penelope this morning right before the rain began. A heavy shower, big leaf bending drops, fell from a cigar smoke overcast sky, slapping the sidewalk and the tin roof next door. The sun is doing her best trying to push her bright yellow face through the clouds. She’s almost visible, her golden rays getting…
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A squirrel is just a rat in a cuter outfit…
If I were a child this afternoon, I would gather my bicycling neighborhood friends and sell them tickets to my squirrel circus. I filled up all the feeders that were empty and topped off those that were down a few inches. Three little squirrels sat on the side of the old oak, about three feet…
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God’s in his heaven…
“God’s in his heaven. All’s right with the world.” Robert Browning. Always loved that phrase and think about it often when I’m on my porch. Ate breakfast on the porch this morning sitting in the swing, drinking my coffee, surveying my little world, watching my songbirds and butterflies enjoy the sunshine of the waking day.…
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I listen as the twilight whispers words of love to the earth…
Today has been a beautiful day in so many ways. I love mornings like this, no plans, no agenda. Ate a bowl of watermelon for breakfast sitting on the porch enjoying all the birds and watching the wispy clouds float by on the blue horizon. The breeze was playing a beautiful whisper in the wind,…

