The Music of Thy Words -Guest Heart Thursday

Such a lovely sentiment.  Have you noticed when people we love speak, it is often just like music in our ears?  I can attest to that.  There are so many I adore--too many to list here--dear ones who's words fill my heart with music--the music of joy.

Sweeter than the song of birds, 

Is the music of thy words.

 
Happy Guest Heart Thursday, sweet Friends.

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Birds and Roses -Postcard Friendship Friday #176

We have had so many birds in our yard this year.  There's a flock of Goldfinches, a small red-headed wood pecker, a colorful gross beak, cedar wax wings, a scrub jay, house wrens and another teeny brown bird the size of my thumb.  I have no idea what kind that little fellow might be.  He's shaped like an egg adorned with a beak and miniscule wings.

I hope you are all having a lovely summer.  It has been beautiful here in Oregon.  No rain--lots of sunshine and bearable temperatures.  Almost like living in heaven, when the rain stops!

Have a beautiful day everyone!

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American Homestead Summer

There are four of these postcards, one for each season.  I have chosen American Homestead Summer to post today.  It is to be the hottest day of summer so far, here in rainy, cool Oregon.

As I sit in my office, in a room once used as a parlor, I think about the woman who lived here over 100 years ago--she rolled her bread out on the piece of green marble I use for a desk top.  I wonder what she might have thought of my world.

This postcard is from our Grandma Jenny's wonderful collection.