From my porch I watch my sheep, the birds at the feeders, the ducks as they waddle by. I listen to the rain and the wind.It has been a very rainy , cold spring ~ and now into June, we here in Washington are the coldest place in the U.S., colder than Alaska and the northernmost territories. The weatherman did say Siberia was a tad colder.So the porch is a nice place to sit with a hot cup of coffee, ponder, enjoy the view.A warm sweater makes it more bearable too.
Some of my ponderings from the porch have lately centered on some of the dear ladies I have come to know through blogging who have recently lost their beloved husbands to death. I count these dear ladies as friends, and their loss saddens me, yet both of these women loved men who love Jesus, and they are confidant they will again be with their husbands in eternity. ( John 3:16 ) A recent obituary in our local paper caught my eye because of the deceased's life motto, I think it is one we should all strive for:"
Live simply and always be grateful for the love and friendship life bestows on you, and always remember to cuddle".
