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Life is the train, not the station…
The day was so pretty today. The azure fall sky had a few wisps of cotton candy clouds, thin white wisps that quickly changed shapes and melted away. I was hoping they would hang around till sunset so Mother Nature could change their colors. When she tints the cotton candy clouds pink they are perfectly…
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Live simply, live generously…
Today has been another beautiful fall day with blue sky and bleached white clouds. The birds have been scarce but the butterflies are all over the yard. I’ve seen cloudless sulphur butterflies, sharing zinnia blooms with the majestic tap dancing monarchs, and little yellow skippers and black swallowtails feeding on the fading blooms of the…
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“Are you crazy?…”
Spent most of the day outside sitting in the swings. The sky was perfectly beautiful, dark blue, full of fat fluffy clouds, some carrying rain in their bellies. No rain here but an occasional brisk wind battered the wind chimes, pounding out loud symphonies. Just a beautiful day all around. Lots of birds and butterflies.…
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I pray to the birds…
Today was such a pretty day. Look up the definition of a fall day and you’ll see a photo of today. The blue sky of fall is so glorious when filled with pure white puffy clouds. Always makes me think of the skies in the picture books I read my children. I ate my breakfast,…
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Our time on earth is limited…
Today was a perfect porch pondering day. The clear blue sky was dotted with clean white cotton boll clouds slowly moving across the horizon. The breeze was light enough for the wind chimes’ paddles to ping one note at a time and the yard symphony played out quiet and relaxing. The birds were singing, eating…
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Sometimes we stumble and fall…
Such a pretty day, bright blue sky, blinding bright sunshine. Cool, brisk fall breezes pinging the wind chime pipes, their tintinnabulations composing a fall symphony. I’m sitting in the sunshine out in the yard ensconced in my purple chair. It’s too cool to ponder in the shade in the porch swing. I can hear the…
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Leaves grow old beautifully…
Guess I’m feeling my age but it was too cool to sit in the swing and ponder today. I went to the lady den and watched my world through the room’s nine windows. The birds, enjoying their sunflower seeds, frolicked back and forth from the bannisters to the feeders. Saw three different butterflies tap dancing…
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After every storm the sun will shine…
Sat on the porch swing today watching all the beautiful crimson cardinals on the feeders. I always feel Chief’s presence with the cardinals. The females, dressed in their fawn brown beauty, were flitting around the feeders, too. The wind chimes were singing along with the birds’ symphony in the cool breeze. I watched the rain…
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Be noble like the sun…
Been sitting on the porch and pondering on this Saturday morning. The song birds have been flitting around the feeders and singing happily. The wind chimes have played melodious loud symphonies when the wind rattled their pipes. I’ve been sitting in the swing and gazing up at the melancholy sky, a myriad of grays and…
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The act of writing is an act of love…
Sat outside on the porch this afternoon. The sky looks melancholy and sad today, marbled with grays and white and a few dashes of blue. I wonder if the sky is mourning for the sunny hot days of summer. Fall is upon us and the leaves are starting to put on their cool weather colors,…

