With Thanks

The following quote seems appropriate today as we honor our veterans.

“For the veteran, thank you for bravely doing what you’re called to do, so we can safely do what we’re free to do.” 

(Unknown)

~These Days Of Mine~

Furiday: Lap Kitty

Our shop kitty, Gypsy, adopted us a little over six years ago when she was about two months old.

From the very beginning, she’s been a lap kitty. This was the night she found us.

I’ve always said that she’s really Motor Man’s kitty.

But she likes Marshall’s lap, too.

This is one of my favorite pics of Gypsy, taken a couple of years ago. She was lying on her back on my legs, and just as I snapped the picture, she raised her head.

Now, a few days ago, not the tiny kitten any longer,  she is still a lap kitty.

And quite a lap full.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Poetic Thursday: This Kiss

Today is Poetic Thursday over at Two Spoiled Cats. Here is the photo that Pam and her “boys”, Teddy and Sammy, gave us for inspiration this week.

And this is my poem:

How many years since they first met?
And she’s not tired of kissing him yet!

He leans in for a kiss from his bride,
as proud as ever that she’s by his side.

Life is good, just a bump here and there;
wrinkles: they’ve got ’em, and he’s losing his hair.

They’re  in love, though no longer young;
happy together and still having fun.

They have some years on us, but Motor Man and I,
in so many ways, can identify!

I’m heading over to Pam’s blog to see what poems her other readers were inspired to write.

~These Days Of Mine~

The Journey, Not The Destination

On Sunday, Motor Man and I took a day trip to the mountains of Virginia. We were concerned that recent storms may have stripped the trees of their fall foliage, but that wasn’t the case.  Although we didn’t see many reds, there were quite a lot of oranges, yellows, golds, and of course, greens.

Our destination was a pumpkin farm that a friend had recommended. We were somewhat disappointed there, most likely because it was too cold and windy to spend much time outside.

To reach the farm, our GPS took us down Snickersville Turnpike, which is a narrow, winding country road. The “turnpike” is lined with stone wall fences, horse farms, huge homes and an occasional cow pasture. There is even a one-lane bridge, but I wasn’t quick enough to get a photo, and there were few available turn-around spots.

Along Snickersville Turnpike is the town map dot of Aldie, Virginia where we saw the ruins of what appears to have been a gorgeous old home. A Google search failed to provide any information, but it would be interesting to know its history.

A little further down the “turnpike”, we stopped at this picturesque spot.

And took out the tripod for a couple of pictures. This is a monument to the First Mass Calvary 3rd Brigade.

We were standing right at the edge of the highway for this next picture and heard a car approaching just as the shutter clicked on the camera timer.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination.”

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Two, Two, Two Flights In One Day

Saturday, Motor Man and I helped our hot air balloon-pilot friend, Mark, and his crew with two flights: one in the morning and another in the afternoon.

It was a beautiful autumn day, perfect for a  balloon flight. Or two.

This is a common sight in our county these days: cotton, all picked and baled. It will soon be picked up in a huge truck and delivered to one of the local cotton gins.

A little fall foliage in the foreground…

And flying over the Pagan River, one of our many estuaries.

This is Smithfield Station Restaurant/hotel/marina, located on the Pagan.

The morning flight landed at the edge of a field near an old barn.  Understandably so, a neighbor called 911, thinking it had crashed.

A deputy responded, confirmed with the pilot and all the passengers that the balloon had indeed NOT crashed and went on his way, wishing us all well.

If there’s one thing Motor Man and I have learned about hot air ballooning, it’s that no two flights are ever the same.

Saturday flights, like most of them,  did have a couple of things in common: very nice passengers and a gorgeous day to fly. (Or take pictures from the ground.)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Random Five Friday: Welcome, November

Five randoms for the first day of November:

1.) When I was a teenager, I somehow became interested in post-season baseball. I watched every playoff game and every World Series game.  It’s been many, many years since I’ve watched a game, but Motor Man and I came on board beginning with game 4 of the World Series this year. We were hooked, and watched the remaining games in their entirety. We rooted for the Nationals for two reasons: one, they’re the closer to us team. And also in memory of a friend  who passed away recently who was a huge Nats fan.

internet photo

2.) I do like getting dressed up for Halloween, something I never really did as a child. Motor Man and I got in the spirit just to go to dinner last night.  I was a stray kitty, and he was the animal control officer. (The belt was around my arm…. to “take me in” to the pound.) “We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”

3.) This weekend, our little town hosts a Holiday Open House with several shops participating. The forecast is for perfect fall-like weather. Pictured below is one of the rooms at Wharf Hill Antiques, always a beautiful shop.

photo courtesy of Visit Smithfield VA

4. Our weekend might also include a day trip and perhaps a little balloon chasing. Conditions should be favorable.

5.) This is a recent picture Marshall sent of his kitty, Sibyl.  She can’t wait for him to get home in the afternoon. That’s the sign of a happy kitty.

How will you spend the weekend? Any fall foliage in your area?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetic Thursday: Mabel And Maudine

Time just goes by so quickly; I can’t believe it’s Thursday again. Not only is today Halloween, it’s also Poetic Thursday, hosted by Pam and her boys at Two Spoiled Cats.  I find myself looking forward to Thursdays to share my feeble attempts at poetry AND see what photo Pam has chosen for next week.

This is the picture provided for this week’s poetic inspiration. Cute!

And here’s my poem:

Mabel And Maudine

Oh, what shall we be for Halloween?
I know: you be Mabel, and I’ll be Maudine.

We’ll wear wigs of gray yarn with lots of curls,
and be little ol’ lady little girls.

Glasses and pearls make our costumes complete.
Folks will say: “Aw, you two look so sweet!”

Hmm, wonder how much candy we’ll get,
’cause we can’t even say “trick or treat” yet.

Happy Halloween from Mabel and Maudine!

~These Days Of Mine~