Just when you think you can't take the summer heat one moment longer, it's fall. Momma always said fall was her most favorite season.
The swarming ruby-throated hummingbirds are declining at the feeders.
Three beautiful sights appeared before my eyes.
On occasion, while teaching a class of adults, I would arrive with colored pencils, crayons, construction paper, scissors, glue, sparkles and assorted craft supplies. It was playtime.
It seems like if you were going to be a friend to anyone, you'd be a friend of the library. Libraries are the most magical places where, on any given day, you could stroll right pass Mother Goose, alive and in person. The only other place something like that could happen would be maybe Disney World, or the downtown post office.
Nighttime temperatures fell into the 60s, creating perfect conditions for nighttime walks.
It was early morning when they left, almost daybreak. The duo would see a lot of sunrises before I'd see the guys again.
We entered the Natchez Trace Parkway near Mathiston and headed south. The trees formed a natural canopy, making it seem cool, though it was probably just the air conditioner.
August is always a hot one, but this one ... days upon days of "feels like" 100 degrees. A walk through the grass is like stepping on cornflakes; the blades of grass are drawn up slim as needles.
Most mornings Sam and I have cereal on the front porch.
When Sandra Bullock, in the 1995 movie "The Net," played a computer nerd whose identity was stolen and replaced by a criminal's identity, I developed a fear of losing my fingerprints. I considered taking my own fingerprints and putting them in a lockbox.
Large green circles surrounded the Prairie house like polka-dots where the circular sprinklers struggled to maintain the lawn.
It was 1968, and the movie was "Funny Girl." Fanny Brice (played by Barbra Streisand) convinced the Broadway director she could roller skate. In the scene "Rollerskate Rag," Barbra rolls out on stage knocking down everyone in sight.
The Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. Genesis 1:2b
There's no reason under the sun the ducks should have survived this long, but there they are, waddling as fast as they can toward the house.
For Father's Day I gave Sam four white buckets and some blue cargo shorts. When I bought the buckets, a lady in the parking lot rolled her window down and hollered, "Those are fishing buckets! Wish I was fishing!"
Looks like we're into snake season. I've seen more snakes in the past few weeks than I've seen in the last decade, or maybe ever.
I was sitting on the porch and staring at the cat in my lap when the phone rang.
Just the holiday leftovers included three bags of Scoops, a 46-ounce container of cashews, a bag of Skinny Popcorn, a half-indulged container of coffee and cookies ice cream and half a bag of empty Coke cans.
Across the field above the sedge was a dark shadow. I thought it a squirrel and continued to watch the shadow as it rose higher and higher above the blowing grass.
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