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Thank God for putting thorns on roses…
The spring sun is shining down brightly this morning, kissing the yellow and purple faces of the pansies and the deep pink rose buds on my little rose bush. The sky is thinly overcast with gray cigar smoke clouds from Father Sky’s library pipe. The clouds are a study in gray, an early morning grisaille…
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“Sunset is the opening music of the night…”
Another glorious day of blue skies and sunshine. Lot of clouds but the sun was right up there beaming through the clean white clouds. Lots of birds flitting around and lots of wonderful songs composing a bird symphony. Fatty the squirrel climbed the oak tree and fussed at the birds adding another solo to the…
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“I’d rather have 30 minutes of wonderful…”
Today has been a preview of a summer’s Sunday. It’s been hot on my porch! Father Sky has sketched clouds all afternoon, digging around in his old dusty pastel box for grays and whites and purple sticks of chalk to shade his creations. Right now I’m seeing layers of light gray cigar smoke clouds, some…
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Lollipop lick of pale colors…
My yard has been full of birdies today. All kinds and all colors — goldfinches, purple finches, nuthatches, brown-headed cowbirds, wrens, sparrows, cardinals, downy woodpeckers, doves, and chickadees. And a big buzzard flew through the yard before heading high in the sky to the wind current staircase. I have been lollygagging in the swing all…
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To reach the port of heaven…
Trying to ponder on the porch this morning but the WIND…is ferocious. There are so many goldfinches on my bird feeders I just don’t want to go in the house. The sun has almost made it to the swing so I’m holding out for her warmth. The male crayon yellow goldfinches are so pretty riding…
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There are no goodbyes…
The April winds are so blustery today. Pushed the swing around with me sitting in it! I sat outside mid-morning and just soaked in the glorious day. The earth is so beautiful the day after a storm. The blue sky is bluer and the white clouds are whiter, the new leaves of the trees greener…
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Find the glory in the day…
Today has been a paint chart study of the color gray. I watched the overcast sky from my porch perch and marveled at all the colors that composed the sky today. The clouds were thin wisps this morning letting the warm blue of the morning sky peek through. As the day progressed Father Sky picked…
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Waiting to see the rainbow…
Had a busy morning, not much time to ponder till after lunch. I sat in the swing early afternoon and watched the birds and critters in my yard. The brown tailed squirrel has been chasing the doves all afternoon from the bottoms of the bird feeders. Either Fatty the squirrel has become road kill or…
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Even death can’t destroy…
Today was a glorious spring day complete with an eclipse. I sat perched on the porch swing eating my breakfast bagel and fruit and watched all the birds and squirrels starting their morning routine of eating all day. Unfortunately I think I have the same routine. Father Sky filled his blue sky canvas with large…
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Every sunrise is a new beginning…
Today was another glorious day. Bright blue sky, lots of songbirds performing their arias outside my window. I’m waking up to a different view of the world this morning. I spent the night with my dearest friend in Alex City and we porch pondered till almost midnight. My bed was littered with birthday prizes and…

