Just Horsin’ Around

Motor Man and I took advantage of a beautiful spring day recently and headed to the Outer Banks.

The past few times we’ve been, we haven’t seen many horses, but this time we saw 14, including this one enjoying a stroll along the beach.

A few were hanging out on the dunes.

And this one was channeling a Friesian.

Tis spring, so the young bucks are a bit restless; we witnessed much whinnying, rearing up and running.

And this one was apparently looking to check into his accommodations for the week.

~These Days Of Mine~

Celebrating April With A Giveaway

Confession time: I am one of those hundred of thousands of folks who has been watching the April the Giraffe web-cam at for the past couple of months.  I wouldn’t say that I am obsessed (although Motor Man may tend to lean that way), but I check in on her several many times throughout the day. (And sometimes during the night.)

To say that I was thrilled to be at home and watching Saturday morning when it became apparent that labor had begun would be an understatement. Although I grew up in the country, I didn’t actually live on a farm, so I’d never seen the birth of any animal.

Using the word “miracle” to describe the event would not be an exaggeration.

Since Saturday morning, it’s been fun watching the little guy romp around the pen, making laps around his mom. The web-cam will be turned off at the end of this week, with perhaps sporadic viewing available after that.  Word is that a permanent camera will be installed in the giraffe yard after the park opens for its season in May.

I’ve learned quite a bit about giraffes in the past 2 months: they only sleep about 30 minutes a day, those “things” on their heads are called ossicones, their hooves are the size of dinner plates, and their tongues are dark purple to prevent sunburn while they’re eating leaves from tall trees. Sadly, I also learned that their numbers in the wild have been steadily decreasing. Hopefully, April and her family have helped draw attention to that fact. Some of the donations that have been made to the park during this time will be shared with the Giraffe Conservancy Fund.

These days, I find myself noticing everything giraffe-related, including this adorable children’s book I bought last week.

So, to celebrate April and the birth of her baby (as yet unnamed), I am having a giveaway, and the prize will be this little book. I only wish it had been around for bedtime stories when Marshall was a little boy.

Just leave a comment and let me know if you’d like to be included in the giveaway. It’s a sweet book (even if you don’t have any little ones), and/or would make a nice gift or donation to a library.

Oh, and you have a day or two left to see the web-cam, if you want to take a chance on becoming addicted. Note: Baby Giraffe’s favorite spot is in a corner, so he’s not in camera range all the time.  Click here……and you’re welcome.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Greetings, efurryone! Sundae here with the mews today.

 

You may recall that, a couple of weeks ago, my step-sisfur, Gypsy, was featured in an interview on the blog Piglove, written by our new buddy, Bacon. Well, Bacon also offered me that same opportunity, and my interview appeared on last week’s Spotlight Thursday, which you can read here.

Don’t worry: Gypsy and I have agreed not to let the fame go to our respective heads. We’ll still be the same down-to-earth-girls you’ve come to know and love.

Thanks, again, Bacon!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Random Five Friday

It’s been quite a while since I’ve done a Random Five Friday, so today’s the day!

1.) With Easter being this Sunday, I thought I’d share a picture of Marshall, taken at my Mom’s house the Easter Sunday he was five.  That’s a superhero action figure he’s holding; most likely it was in his Easter basket.  (I’m guessing he’ll say which one it was in his comment on this post today.) And although I’m not a seamstress by any stretch, let me just say that I made his white slacks AND the navy jacket.

2. Have you ever seen a deer stand at attention?  Neither had we until recently. We never did determine what had his interest.

3.) Yesterday morning’s sunrise with a sky full of contrails.

4.) Speaking of sunrise, Sundae was creeping down the hall a few mornings ago (it’s a game she plays sometimes with Motor Man. When he’s not looking, she’ll slowly move toward him. Then when he looks at her, she stops dead-still, as if she’s invisible if she’s not moving.)   Motor Man commented on how the early morning sun was causing her reflection on the hardwood floor. Thankfully, the camera was nearby.

5.) Have you been missing pictures of the Outer Banks horses? Yeah, me, too.  So here’s a beauty from our trip a couple of weeks ago. We’re looking forward to warm weather when the horses will be out and about and easier to find. We’ve really had to search for them on our past few trips.

Happy Easter weekend, everyone.

~These Days Of Mine~

The Mystique Of Rosewell

About an hour east of us, near Gloucester, Virginia, are the ruins of Rosewell, which was once considered “the best house in Virginia”.

(Now, those of you who know me know that ANY house takes second place in my heart to Bacon’s Castle, but on with this post.)

I had visited Rosewell twice in the past with  Marshall and my sister, June. And, once, when Motor Man and I were in the area, we had seen it from our vehicle. But my friend, Donna, had never been. So last Friday, we made the trip.  It’s important to visit well before warm weather and the accompanying mosquitoes.

Just a brief history: Rosewell was built in 1725 by the Page family. When complete, it was 12,500 square feet on three levels, and had 33 rooms and 17 fireplaces. Sadly, it was destroyed by fire in 1916. Through the years, time, the elements, vines and vandals took their toll on Rosewell.  In 1979, the site was donated to the Gloucester Historical Society by the last family to own it. Now, all that remains are four chimneys, a few walls and the wine cellar. In 1995, the Rosewell Foundation was formed, and since that time, it has worked to prevent further deterioration of the ruins.

This would have been the front of the house. During the 1700’s, visitors arrived by boat by way of the York River and then Carters Creek and were taken by carriage to the front entrance.

 There’s just something about the ruins of an old structure that allows your imagination to run wild.

Donna was feeling a bit Harrison Ford-ish.

There was another family visiting Rosewell that day, so Donna asked if they’d like their picture taken together.  We soon learned that they’re descendants of the Page family.  Meet Jennifer, Gary, Ashley and Kelly.  (And I sincerely hope I have those girls’ names correct!) They were a delightful family, and we were honored to meet them and enjoyed chatting with them.

This may have been my third time at Rosewell,

But it was no less fascinating than the first.

If you’re interested in learning more about Rosewell, click here.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Hello, readers!  It’s Gypsy with this week’s mews, and I have something very exciting to share with you today.

This IS my excited face.

Last Thursday, my new blogging buddy, Bacon, featured an interview with “Yours Truly” in the Spotlight Thursday series on his blog “Piglove”.

I thought you might like to read it, so here’s the link.

My step-sisfur, Sundae, was also interviewed.  Hers will be published soon, and I’m sure she’ll be sharing that with you on one of her Monday Morning Mews posts.

Thanks so much, Bacon, for introducing us to your furriends!

~These Days Of Mine~

Sometimes We Just Need A Little Reminder

Earlier this week, Motor Man had to go out of town for the day on business. And, as I often do, I rode along with him.

Time allowed us a stop at an antique mall, and although I didn’t buy anything, one item caught my eye.

A very old, very worn pair of shoes.

But I don’t think I really “saw” the shoes until I read the attached note:

Now. Don’t we feel fortunate? Blessed? Spoiled?

~These Days Of  Mine~