Monthly Archives: August 2013

Friday’s Fences, Flowers And More

You may recall that my Friday’s Fences stash was dwindling to the point of being non-existent.  Fortunately, earlier this week, when Motor Man took me to the antique shop to get the Trip Journal, we happened upon this rustic fence just down the street.

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This was the other side of the driveway. We thought the flowers planted in the old tree stump was a neat idea.

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But, wait, there’s more! A chicken! At no extra charge!

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Linking up to Friday’s Fences.

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Ten days ago, behind our shop, we found a tiny gray tabby kitten. Once I saw those sweet little eyes, turning her over to Animal Control was never an option.

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She was very afraid and VERY hungry, but also very loving. We brought her in the office, and I went to the grocery store and bought Kitten Chow and a litter box.

The next day, I put up flyers in our area, called the vets’ offices and checked with Animal Control to be sure no one had reported a missing kitty. No one had.

So she became our shop office kitty, and although we had all sorts of name suggestions (Nitro, Boogity, Racer, Motor Kitty), we settled on “Gypsy”.  Motor Man sends me photos of her waiting for me to get to the office in the mornings.

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We bought a kitty carrier, and took her for her first vet’s visit. Thankfully, she tested negative for all those bad diseases that kitties can have. The vet estimates her to be about 10 weeks old.


I’m finding it difficult to get much work done at the office.

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And I think she loves us. She has Motor Man wrapped around her little paw. (I’ll try to get pictures of the two of them soon.)

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Meanwhile, Sundae thinks we’re still a one-cat family.  There have been some suggestions that she may like a little playmate, but we haven’t decided whether to do that or not.

I’m sure you’ll be seeing more of little Miss Gypsy.

Treasure Hunting: An Unexpected Call

In last week’s “treasure” post, I wrote about a day of antiquing two Saturdays ago with my friend, Donna. During that trip, we were in an antique shop that was going out of business and would only be open another week or so. As I waited in that shop for my purchase to be written up, I noticed a small leather-bound book on the desk. On the front were the words: “My Trip”.  The shop manager, Pat, told me I could look at it, but added that it was “spoken for”, and a gentleman was planning to return for it.

As I glanced at the book, I found that it was a travel journal kept by a lady from Pennsylvania, and the beginning date was January 25, 1928. Every page was filled with details about her many trips.  Although I would have liked to have read every word, I scanned it quickly and placed it back on the desk.

That weekend, I kept thinking about the little book. On Monday, I called the shop and spoke with Pat. I asked her to please keep my name and number and call me if the man didn’t return for the journal.

Since then, I hadn’t completely forgotten about the little journal, but when it crossed my mind, I quickly dismissed it. Surely, by now, it had been sold, and the shop had closed.  Yesterday, Pat called and said that I could come get the book.

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Looks larger in this picture, but it measures 4 x 6 1/2 inches

Here’s a sample page:

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And a close-up of that page:

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“Lindy” passed over our boat at 12 noon on his way to San Juan from St. Thomas on the Caribbean Sea.

So I did a little internet research last night, and found this on Wikipedia:

At the request of Capt. Basil L. Rowe, the owner and chief pilot of West Indian Aerial Express (later Pan Am’s chief pilot as well) and a fellow Air Mail pioneer and advocate, in February 1928, (Charles) Lindbergh also carried a small amount of special souvenir mail between Santo Domingo, R.D., Port-au-Prince, Haiti, and Havana, Cuba in the Spirit of St. Louis.

I don’t know that I’ll ever learn more about this lady than what’s in this journal, but apparently money was no issue for her. They cruised to Bermuda, Bahamas, Trinidad, Havana, Martinique and Puerto Rico in 1928-1929.  The book skips a period until 1936, when they are on a train in California. And then there’s this page:

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“Rented a Chevrolet car for one month”

The writer tells how they spend their days, describes the scenery, whether or not the seas are rough while they’re aboard the ship (and if any of the passengers are seasick), names movies that they see, etc.

I am simply amazed by this little journal and plan to read it front to back as soon as possible. Don’t be surprised if I share more of this treasure here in days to come.

And thank you, Pat.

Barn Charm – Gone

A couple of months ago, Motor Man and I were out for a Sunday drive in a neighboring county. From a distance, we spotted this huge old barn.

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Obviously, part of a once large farming operation.

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Now, just a pile of rubble. (Note the obligatory light pole.)

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It brought to mind an expression Motor Man uses occasionally: “She must have been a heyday in her day.”.

Linking up to Barn Charm.

“Breaking Bread”

Most every morning, my little herd of ducks is waiting for their breakfast of corn, served in fine china (Cool Whip bowls). By the way, did you know that there are actually several terms for a group of ducks? They may be referred to as a paddle, a flock, raft, team, badelynge, bunch, or brace. Oh, the wonders of the internet.

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Although not a leisurely breakfast, they do all seem to share and get along well with each other.  It’s difficult to tell in the picture, but of all these, there’s only one male.

Saturday afternoon, I glanced out and saw Bride Swan. By the time I reached her (with bread),  the ducks were all there, too.  Then Groom Swan came swimming in and joined the others on land.

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Everyone’s your friend when you’re passing out free food.

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“Oh, hi, Motor Man.  I didn’t know you were there – taking pictures!”

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A friend recently sent me the link to an article saying that you shouldn’t feed bread to waterfowl.

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Anyone know if Purina makes Swan Chow? And Duck Chow?

Songography – A Summer Wind

One of my favorite memes is Kathy’s  Songography on Sundays. This week’s song is “A Summer Wind” by Frank Sinatra. My entry today features photos of “my” beautiful wild horses on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. (If you’d like, scroll to the bottom of the post and click on the link to listen to the song while you read the lyrics and see the photos.)

The summer wind, came blowin in – from across the sea;
It lingered there, to stroke your hair and then walk with me.

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All summer long, we sang a song – and then we strolled the golden sand-
Two sweethearts and the summer wind.

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Like painted kites, the days and nights – they went flyin by;
The world was new, beneath a blue-umbrella sky.

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Then softer than a piper man – one day it called to you,
I lost you to that summer wind.

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The autumn winds, and the winter winds – they have come and gone;
Still the days, those lonely days – they go on and on.
And guess who sighs his lullabies – through nights that never end –
My fickle friend, the summer wind.

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Click below to hear “Ol’ Blue Eyes’ singing A Summer Wind.

Friday’s Fences – Beauty On The Beach

Last week, Motor Man and I rode up on the beach at the Outer Banks. Even though it was a cloudy day, and we didn’t see many horses, there was beauty to be found on the beach.

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Same photo, but I used the “I’m Feeling Lucky” option in Picasa to edit it.

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 The edge of the surf almost has a lacy look to it in the next picture. This fence on the Virginia/North Carolina state line keeps the wild horses confined to their protected area.

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Speaking of horses, how about this beauty?

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This one had also been resting. Just as he stood, the wind caught his tail.

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It was definitely a scenic ride on the beach (no editing was done on this next photo).

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Linking up to Friday’s Fences.

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