Ponderings from the Porch Swing

Another beautiful blue sky Monday. Fall is right on the cusp of breaking out in her colored leaves and cool breezes. I’m already wearing one of my cardigans. Father Sky has already finished painting his sky canvas azure blue. Sat on the porch a little while and let the wind chimes serenade me this morning.…

Today’s sky is the bluest I’ve ever seen. Have not seen one cloud in the sky today. Such a beautiful morning and afternoon. Left my windows open last night and my house was cold when I got up for the morning. Wanted to put on my feeted pajamas but couldn’t find them. Gonna look for…

Oh my goodness, today is perfectly beautiful! It’s 65 degrees on the porch, bright clear sunshine, cloudless azure blue sky, brisk cool wind beating a symphony out of the wind chimes. Almost need a blanket the wind is so cool on my legs and feet. The wind chimes’ paddles are spinning around banging each pipe…

The sky greeted me and Penelope this morning with an overcast canopy of melancholy white. I sat in the swing and she sat in her little pen and we watched the sun try to burn the cloud cover away. Ever so often the sky would peek its blue self through the cloud cover. It’s amazing…

Today was a pale blue sky day with a pale white cloud cover. The sky turned overcast in the afternoon and was marbled with gray clouds and blue sky peeks. The birds were enjoying the bird baths and the feeders this morning. The yard was so quiet I could hear the bird bath fountains bubbling.…

“I see the moon and the moon sees me, down through the leaves of the old oak tree!” Thought about this children’s poem by Meredith Wilson when I was walking Penelope this morning. I was watching a swarm of fall oak leaves floating gracefully to the ground and when I looked up I could see,…

Been sleeping with the windows open and last night the crickets sang the most beautiful soft choral. The train whistle’s lonely echoes answered each other, the steel wheels of the trains kept time with the music, their clicks and clacks pounding a beat, as the train traveled through the darkness. A lonely mocking bird sang…

Today was a azure blue Monday. The sky stayed dark blue all day and the crisp clouds, starched white, floated alone all by themselves, never holding hands and making a group. Every time I looked up it was blue sky and white clouds, made me think of the pictures of the sky in a child’s…

This is the day which the Lord has made, a perfectly beautiful Sunday. The Lord and Father Sky have created a picture perfect definition of a day of fall — dark blue sky filled with luminous fluffy white clouds, a cool breeze pinging the wind chimes and rustling the leaves and fluffing the bird’s feathers.…

Such a beautiful day today. The sky was so pretty it looked artificial. Father Sky painted a glorious azure blue sky, added lots of white fluffy clouds, sun kissed on their crowns, to float around on the canvas and add dimension. Spent the morning watching pee wee football and watching my darling little niece cheerleading…