Murraytalk

This morning when I walked outside and found the newspaper from my neighbor sitting on my porch swing in my courtyard. It confirmed once again how blessed I am to have such good neighbors. I have the type of neighbors that come over with the welcome basket and individually stop by to introduce themselves when  you're new in the neighborhood. I don't think you find neighbors anymore that have the small town mindset. I love that mine do. Every morning we're all outside working in our gardens, sweeping our patio and watering our yards as we wave and share a hello. At times we work our way over to have a morning chat - other times we have a conversation from a distance. It almost looks like the set of Desperate Housewives/Mr. Rogers. We bring goodies to each other, borrow from each other, and watch each others houses. I've come home to cookies sitting on my bistro table, books for the grandkids, a step stool to reach my windows - obviously I was being watched as I tried t...

"In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you." Yesterday while Makenna was swinging she would lean her head back looking up at the sky through the leaves on the trees and say, "Wow, look!" She kept a huge smile on her face the entire time. She was pointing at birds in the tree, the cat on the wall, the airplane flying by... taking in the world around her minute by minute. My neighbors heard her excitement and walked out to watch her as she discovered things around her that we forget to take notice of. My neighbors and I started reminiscing about how we loved swinging as a child. I use to live on my swing... looking up in the sky at the clouds during the day as I turned them into pieces of art in my mind... in the evening it would be the stars that I would stare as I counted them one by one reciting Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. What is about swinging that allows your mind to be free and escape all that consumes you. I find myself sit...