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When I get to heaven’s gate…
It’s too damp and too many rain sprinkles for pondering from the porch swing today. I usually sit in the swing each morning, lot of days eating my breakfast, while Penelope snorts around a minute on the porch, but my cushions were too wet to sit today. I took Penelope out for her walk and…
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A rainy day reflection…
Sat on the porch late afternoon in a cool rain enjoying the soft lullaby of the raindrops hitting the trees in the yard. The bamboos are wet leaning over as in a prayers of thanksgiving for the rain. Needed a sweater but I was so content, I didn’t want to get up out of the…
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A good pair of pliers…
Previously written and published — Debit cards are a marvelous thing as long as you remember your security code number and don’t get hacked! I have 2 separate cards and yes I have gotten them and their security codes messed up more than once! Last time I called the bank trying to straighten out a…
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To have faith is to have wings…
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.…
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The orchestra we call life…
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…
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Let the thankful heart sweep…
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…
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A canopy of melancholy white…
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…
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A pale blue sky…
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.…
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God’s peace is a golden light…
“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,…
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A vast precipice of beauty…
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…

