Ponderings from the Porch Swing

Tag: life

  • An Armchair on I-285

    There is a remarkable amount of flotsam and jetsam along the side of the interstate. Castoffs from all the cars and trucks going to and fro, everybody in such a hurry to get where they are going – or where they think they have to be at a certain time – and all of them…

  • Poetry Between the White Lines…

    I have driven that road more times than I can count, especially in the last week. Through West Georgia – Newnan, Franklin, Texas (the unincorporated Georgia version, not the state), across the state line (welcome to Sweet Home Alabama. Love, Meemaw Ivey) and into east Alabama through Rock Mills and into Roanoke. Past the same…

  • Pacing the sunrise…

    Yesterday morning I wrote about watching the sun scramble up over the pines along Redwine Road. This morning I watched that very same sun come up over Johnson County, Kansas. Earlier this afternoon, somewhere high over the middle of America on my way home from a quick trip to Kansas City, I found myself still…

  • What does a hummingbird say?

    To all of the readers of Ponderings from the Porch Swing: This is Lane’s oldest son, Thomas, writing this evening with a heart full of hurt as a result of her sudden passing yesterday morning, Friday, August 15 – but also with a heart full near to bursting with love and joy for the outpouring…