Ponderings from the Porch Swing

Father Sky and Mother Nature collaborated together today and created another glorious fall day, warm bright sunshine, cotton boll clouds floating around the azure blue sky canvas, melding together and crowding each other. Some of the clouds were softly brushed on their bellies with light gray but not colored dark enough to spill some rain…

Ate my breakfast perched in the swing, watching a fall morning come alive around my neighborhood. The leaves were dancing to the ground from all the water oaks and when the wind blew a little whirlwind gathered some leaf friends and spun off down the street with them. A few magnolia leaves slapped themselves loudly…

Such a pretty day! Father Sky found his white pastel stick and dragged it several times across his blue sky canvas. His scraggly cloud lines have all turned into feather clouds! I’ve watched them blend together to make a huge cloud that resembles an angel. The angel cloud was brief and then the clouds grabbed…

We should all be thankful for this beautiful fall day the Lord has blessed us with. Just look around at all the beauty surrounding us. I cannot remember the last time Father Sky sketched some clouds on his blue sky canvas. He’s giving Mother Nature a break from her painting. I wonder if he’s lost…

Today was a beautiful day in so many ways. The sky canvas was painted dark blue, cloudless all day in the bright warm sunshine. My dearest friend came over from Alexander City and spent the day. Oldest sister-in-law joined us and we went to the Christmas Open House at Awbrey’s feed and seed store. The…

Today was another picture perfect fall day. The sky canvas was dark blue and cloudless. The sunshine warm and bright. A soft breeze occasionally softly pinged the wind chime pipes. Ate my breakfast and lunch perched on the porch swing and I never saw Father Sky sketch a cloud in the sky. Did see one…

Guess the seasons have finally changed. The bird baths were frozen this morning. The hose pipe had a long icicle jutting out. Must have had just enough water left in the hose to force the icicle out. Looked like a dagger. The zinnias took a bow in the cold air last night and passed on…

Today was perfectly beautiful with a little forecast of the coming winter temperatures. Never seen the sky so blue and so perfectly cloudless. Not even one vulture or crow circling to mar the blue sky canvas. The yard was so quiet and the wind chimes were pinging a one note Big Ben bong, counting off…

I’ve loved this wondrous Tuesday! The blue sky with the white clouds, the song birds singing, the yellow and brown leaves pirouetting to the ground from the oak tree limbs. The clouds are moving fast across the sky, changing shapes and joining hands together. My porch pondering was done in a sweater today. The fall…

Oh, man, what a beautiful day today. I could hear James Brown singing, “I feel good,” when I sat down in the swing to eat my breakfast. The sky was dark blue, full of fluffy bleached white clouds. The wind was softly tickling the wind chimes, pinging out individual notes for the morning’s quiet yard…