Ponderings from the Porch Swing

“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…

Slept with the windows open last night, so pleasant and cool. The critters were quiet. The train whistles loud and lonely. The morning was just perfect when I walked out on the porch to walk Penelope. Father Sky had painted his sky canvas a deep azure blue, cloudless and clear in the bright sunshine. I…

Ever had a day so wonderful you wished you had video taped the whole afternoon so you could relive the day over and over again. I had one of those special afternoons today. I’ll always be grateful for the memory of this visit with my mother’s dearest friend. She texted me on my phone and…

Ate my breakfast, toast with cherry jam and bacon, perched in the swing this morning, my hot coffee resting in a cup a holder fastened on the red swing slats. The sky is overcast with dark gray clouds hiding the blue sky canvas. Two squirrels are playing chase around the trunk of a large oak…

Did lots of cloud watching this morning and afternoon. I have become a nephophilia, a big word for a cloud watcher. The sky today was a marble slab. I immediately thought of a marble counter top in a beautiful modern kitchen, featured in an architectural magazine, so pretty with the different rivers of blue and…

Today was such a beautiful Sunday. The sky was colored robin egg blue and the clouds were hiding away gathering for their afternoon stroll onto the horizon hoping Mother Nature would dress them in a colorful pageant gown for sunset. She didn’t disappoint, dressing every cloud and the horizon in her favorite peach and pink…