Monday Morning Mews

Happy Monday, efurryone!  Sundae here with this week’s mews. And today I thought I’d share with you one of my current favorite spots.  Those of you who are familiar with kitties know that we have our favorite places, which change from time to time.  Right now, my “place”  is either on top of, or under, this quilt.  It was made by Motor Mommy’s Aunt Martha in 1995, and you can read more about it here.

When my pawrents come home, this is usually where they find me.  This is the guest room, and it’s located just inside our back door, so I can greet them immediately upon their arrival. Motor Mommy took these when they came home after dinner last night.


I’m really happier to see them than I appear in these pictures. You know we felines are experts at not letting our true feelings be known.  Well, sometimes.


But, once in awhile, I like to burrow underneath the quilt. It’s my own private little spot where no one can find me.


So, you can move along now….nothing to see here….nope….nobody under this quilt….

~These Days Of Mine~

Winter At The Beach

Last Sunday, Motor Man and I headed to the Outer Banks to have a look at the beach following Winter Storm Helena. The main highways had been treated, and, for the most part, weren’t hazardous. That isn’t to say, though, that we didn’t travel through some “dicey” sections between home and the beach.

The Outer Banks didn’t get nearly the snowfall that we did at home, but it’s somewhat unusual to see snow on the dunes.


You could say that we had the beach to ourselves. And, by the way, notice how wide the beach is?  During the storm, the ocean was nearly up to the dune line.


But, we didn’t go to the beach just to see snow….we went to see “my” horses. And we weren’t disappointed: we saw 31, including this one, obviously paying no heed to the nearby sign.


And this “Black Beauty”.


And I realize that the Christmas season is over, but I just couldn’t resist….(volume up)

Ever wonder what it’s like to go four-wheelin’ over the dunes?  Here’s a Go-Pro clip, and let me just say that it appears much smoother here on this video than it is in real life.

Happy weekend!

Winter — And Winners

Winter arrived Saturday morning in our little corner of southeast Virginia. And she was serious….. we’re estimating we had around 8-10 inches of snow following a couple of hours of sleet.  And that is a lot for our area.

Motor Man and I, of course, went riding.  We checked our shop to make sure all was well with Gypsy (it was). And we rode downtown, where we had the street pretty much to ourselves.


Then we drove through our local park, located on the grounds of the historic house known as Windsor Castle.


Although major highways and streets have been cleared, as of yesterday, this was the street in our neighborhood.  Anyone for a drive on a skating rink?  But, this morning, it’s 44 degrees, so things should be back to normal soon.


In other news, we have chosen the winners for the Early American Life magazine giveaway from last week. I assigned a number to each comment left on that blog post. I then asked Marshall to choose a number, and  had Motor Man choose the other.  Marshall chose Lori,  a local resident and one of my blog followers, and Motor Man chose Patti, a fellow blogger. Ladies, your magazines will be in the mail to you as soon as I can slip and slide make it to the post office. Thanks for your comments, everyone.

And how’s the weather in your neighborhood?

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Happy Monday! This is Gypsy, and it’s my week to share Monday Morning Mews with you.

Evidently, the arrival of the New Year must have inspired Motor Mommy.  One day last week, she tidied up and dusted her desk and vacuumed the office. The next day, she cleaned out file cabinets and packed away last year’s files in storage boxes. She also used that noisy monster machine thing she calls a paper shredder. That left little paper snippets all over the floor, and rather than drag out the vacuum again (which disturbs me greatly), she just used a broom to tidy up the office.

All that work just made me so very tired, I couldn’t seem to hold my head up or keep my eyes open….


It’s true: snoopervising is extremely hard work for a kitty.

~These Days Of Mine~

Our New Year’s Eve

Many times, clicking on a blog post titled “New Year’s Eve” would bring up pictures of folks in fancy clothes, enjoying music, dancing and good food at a festively decorated venue.  Not here. To close out our year, Motor Man and I took a day trip last Saturday to one of our favorite places…


…to visit some of our favorites of God’s creatures.  They are looking especially healthy and hearty with their woolly winter coats.


They appear ready for the cold temperatures and snow, possibly several inches, that’s forecast for this weekend.


I ask you: does this majestic stallion with the windblown mane not know that he’s handsome?


When we see the horses, they’re usually just standing (posing, we say), sometimes grazing.  It’s always fun to see them running, and the thrill is to see one (or both) rear up during a little scuffle.  And then, there are fun little shows like this one.  (Volume up)

Uh…’scuse me, you didn’t quite shake off all that sand there, buddy. But, that’s okay: you wear it well.


Motor Man and I packed a picnic lunch, which we ate while looking out on the ocean (from the comfort of our vehicle.).  And we remembered the tripod, so we could get a picture.


We were safely back at home long before dark. It was a fun, no-frills New Year’s Eve….just our style.

~These Days Of Mine~

An Honor For Me; A Giveaway For You

You may recall this post from March, 2015, in which I shared that a photo of mine of Bacon’s Castle had been featured in Early American Life magazine. The editors had contacted me to ask permission to use it for the article after first seeing it here on These Days.

In our correspondence, I mentioned that my mother and her family lived in Bacon’s Castle during the 1920’s and 30’s.  The editor then asked if I would consider writing an article for the magazine about my family’s life at “The Castle”.

Of course, I jumped at the chance replied that I would. I never miss the opportunity to share my love of Bacon’s Castle with anyone willing to listen…or in this case, read.

The article is in the February issue, on new stands now. And let me just say that I consider it quite an honor to have my story published.


(Behind me is a collection of Bacon’s Castle memorabilia: a cross-stitch I did of The Castle, old postcards I’ve purchased on E-bay, a decorative plate given to us as a wedding gift, and a bag for the Bacon’s Castle Brand ham, once private labeled by a local ham company and sold at The Castle. There’s also a sketch of the house drawn by my great-nephew and stitchery by my niece.  Another niece also did a pastel of Bacon’s Castle for me, but it hangs in another location in our home.)

To celebrate my article being published, I’m giving away two copies of the magazine.  Simply leave a comment here on the blog, and your name will be entered.  The winners will be announced next week.

I’m so appreciative to the staff at Early American Life for allowing me to share a little of Bacon’s Castle with their readers.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

HAPPY NEW YEAR, efurryone!  Sundae here, and I am pleased as can be that I am the first one of the Motor Family to wish you all a Happy 2017.

I’d like to share a few photos with you today from my Christmas. First, I love it each year when my pawrents put up our Christmas tree.  It’s so much fun to just sit under it, although I admit that I occasionally chew on the branches and bat at the ornaments. (I know: bad kitty.)


Motor Mommy always tries to get a picture of me looking at the tree. She thinks I look a little sad in this photo, but I think I look dreamy.  What do you think?


My “step-brofur”, Marshall, took this interesting picture of me.  He was sitting at the kitchen table with my pawrents on Christmas Eve, and there was an extra chair, so I jumped up in it – just to see what was going on. Not ON the table, of course. I’m not allowed to do that.  He says I look as if I’m wearing a bonnet….


So, Christmas night, I got revenge for that silly comment with a couple of little nips. (I know: bad kitty.) But I didn’t realize that Motor Mommy was actually FILMING it. Thank goodness, Santa had already come to visit before this happened.

Although Motor Mommy certainly doesn’t approve of me biting anyone, she does like that video; she says it’s so natural of Marshall. Now, if she just doesn’t send it to Santa Paws.

So the moral of this story is to always be good….you never know when Santa’s watching….or when someone is nearby with a video camera.

~These Days Of Mine~