Deborah Lewis

My little eighty-one year old mama is stopping by for coffee on her way
to a painting session with her friends. She took up painting last year
and is having a wonderful time.

My little eleven year old boy is happily "drawing" artsy thank you's for
gifts he got for his birthday. I didn't remind him to, he just got his
drawing stuff out and everyone is getting an original work of art with a
brief note.

My dog is asleep in my rocking chair.

That cat's are sunbathing in the window.

The garden is calling my name, softly.<g> Wait, it's getting louder!

There are Robins building a nest on the ladder hanging along the side of
my garage. Mrs. Robin has a line of mud across her breast where she's
been pressing and molding her nest.

House Sparrows have moved into the ends of the clothes line poles.

A squirrel is dangling by his toes stealing sunflower seeds from the bird
feeder.

Deb L

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In a message dated 5/15/2003 2:00:38 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
ddzimlew@... writes:

> My dog is asleep in my rocking chair.
>
> That cat's are sunbathing in the window.
>
> The garden is calling my name, softly.<g> Wait, it's getting louder!
>
> There are Robins building a nest on the ladder hanging along the side of
> my garage. Mrs. Robin has a line of mud across her breast where she's
> been pressing and molding her nest.
>
> House Sparrows have moved into the ends of the clothes line poles.
>
> A squirrel is dangling by his toes stealing sunflower seeds from the bird
> feeder.
>
> Deb L
>

Deb,

What a wonderful portrait of peace you have shared. Thank you for the breath
of tranquility you floated into my afternoon!

glena


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