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A rambling on quotes…
I’m sitting in the porch swing enjoying my morning breakfast bagel and cantaloupe, watching the beautiful morning as it unfolds. A soft breeze is blowing the wind chimes pipes, pinging a soft melody, so quiet I have to sit still and listen for the music. The songbirds’ symphony is loud, everyone’s happily singing for their…
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Wonders of a sunset…
I woke up this morning to bird songs and cool breezes pinging the wind chimes. The morning was gorgeous with bright warm sunshine and dark blue skies. I walked Penelope and thought about how the sun kisses the earth awake each day as she warms its fertile soil. Saw the first of the wild purple…
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May the rainbow always touch your shoulder…
Such a beautiful day today, dark azure blue sky, free of buzzards riding the wind currents. Father Sky just dropped his white pastel stick and left a few white wisps of clouds on the sky canvas. The sun was bright and warm but the wind had a chill of lingering winter. The birds were singing…
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The rain might be full of secrets…
Ate my bagel and fruit sitting in the porch swing this morning watching all the handsome little songbirds flitting around the feeders. It’s a pretty morning, heavily overcast in grays and whites and blues. If I look intently at the sky canvas, I can see peeks of blue sky. Was listening to a beautiful yard…
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“Thank you,” will be enough…
Back this morning from my grandmother visit with the grandchildren. Beautiful drive home, dark blue sky, fluffy white clouds. Stopped for a cup of coffee at the Hardees in Franklin and looked over to see a huge dead tree full of buzzards, sitting like inky black statues among the grey rotten tree limbs. I’m beginning…
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Sisters-in-law are fun…
Going to my grandsons’ track meet tonight so here are my words from a last year’s blog — Went shopping with my youngest sister-in-law yesterday. Our first stop was at Wares Jewelry where I had to have my wedding rings cut off. I had shut the door of a camper on my hand Sunday and…
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Our lives are like quilts…
Drove up to Peachtree City this morning under a rainy overcast sky. The sky was rolled up in oatmeal colored clouds, their bellies highlighted dark grey and full of silver rain showers. Only saw three birds, random glossy black crows, eating carrion on the road side. I love having my grandchildren close enough now that…
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I would rather be yours…
Been porch pondering in the porch swing today under a homemade vanilla ice cream colored overcast sky, non descriptive, no layers of grey or blue. Mid-day the cloud cover gave a little space for the blue sky to peek through but not long enough for the sun to show herself. I watched a few layers…
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My imagination runs wild…
Perched in the porch swing, I’ve been studying the sky but I can’t differentiate any colors except the overcast dull white clouds. Searching for the perfect color word for the white color I see but can’t find the word I’m thinking. It’s not ivory, not vanilla, Swiss chocolate might be the perfect word. There was…
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A little herd of black and brown cows…
Today was busy, busy all day long. I’ve been running hither and thither all morning tending to groceries and chores. Haven’t had time to watch the birds or ponder on the meaning of life, no time for thoughts on my words for tonight. The chalky white overcast sky parted mid-afternoon and let patches of the…

