Monthly Archives: May 2015

Five Photos, Five Stories – Day 5

Before Motor Man and I “got together”, I never paid much attention to sunrises or sunsets. That’s just one of many things that have changed in my life, thanks to him.

Now, if sunset “sneaks up on me”,  I find myself rushing to grab the camera and get outside before the sun sinks into the horizon.

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We have coat hooks by the back door, where there’s always a raincoat handy, just in case I’m already in my pj’s. And there are flip flops waiting just inside the garage door.  Yes, our neighbors sometimes see some strange sights in our yard during sunset.

(Hopefully, their eyes are to the sunset, too.)

The rules of Five Photos; Five Stories are to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph.  Oh yes, and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge . Today, I’m offering  an open invitation to anyone who chooses to accept the challenge.

~These Days  Of Mine~

Five Photos, Five Stories – Day 4

Gone is the

tiny,
scared,
lost,
lonely,
trembling
kitty

we fell in love with nearly two years ago.

In her place, is a

happy
healthy,
secure,
rambunctious,
entertainer

who keeps us laughing.

gyp2

The rules of Five Photos; Five Stories are to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph.  Oh yes, and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge .  Today, I’m tagging my friend, Patti, at A New Day Dawns.

~These Days Of Mine~

Five Photos, Five Stories – Day 3

Early morning is my favorite time to walk. The quietness then allows me to be aware of my surroundings more so than at any other time.

As I walk, I hear birds singing, the wind rustling, lawn sprinklers, an occasional dog barking and sometimes the distant rumble of a workboat engine.

I smell roses, honeysuckle, freshly mown grass,  and perhaps bacon that a neighbor is cooking for breakfast.

I feel a soft breeze and warm sunshine on my face (on the pleasant days).

I see the usual: butterflies, rabbits, squirrels, neighbors heading off to work or walking their dogs, but, occasionally, I see something totally unexpected that brings a smile.

sidewalk chalk

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(On a whim, I Googled the words and learned that they’re lyrics to a song. Since I’m completely and unashamedly “lost in the 50’s and 60’s”  when it comes to music, I wasn’t familiar with it.)

I sure hope her fella is worthy of this young lady’s artwork.

The rules of Five Photos; Five Stories are to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph.  Oh yes, and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge . Today, I’m tagging Latane of Living Life On Main Street. Latane and I live within about 30 minutes of each other and hope to meet in person soon!

~These Days Of Mine~

Five Photos, Five Stories – Day 2

While scrolling through the pictures on our computer, looking for ideas for this challenge, I happened upon this one from just about a year ago:

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It ‘s probably been six or eight months since I’ve seen either of the swans. I’m hoping that they’re just “hanging out” uptown upriver.  I keep watching for them, hoping that, as in the past, they’ll just be here one day, waiting for their bread.

The swans have been visiting for several years. They’ve been “guests” at family reunions and two weddings that have taken place here.

I’m  hoping they return soon; our summer yard isn’t the same without them.

The rules of Five Photos; Five Stories are to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph.  Oh yes, and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.  Today, I’m tagging Adrienne at My Memory Art.

~These Days Of Mine~

Five Photos, Five Stories – Day 1

When my friend, Dor, author of Virginia Views, nominated/challenged me to the Five Photos, Five Stories meme here in the blogosphere, I thought “easy-peasy: lemon squeezy”. After all, with the thousands of photos I have on my computer, selecting five and writing a little something about each one shouldn’t be difficult at all.

I was mistaken.

It seems that I’ve shared most of the photos before, either here on the blog or on Facebook. But I accepted the challenge, so here is today’s photo, taken Saturday during evening’s golden hour:

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My story is about the old wheelbarrow.  When I was a little girl, my mom still had the wheelbarrow that my dad had made before I was born. One of the things that I thought was really neat about it was that the sides were removable. My nieces and nephews and I used to push each other around the yard in that old wheelbarrow. (And I can remember Mama correcting me, at a very early age, that it wasn’t a “wheel barrel”.)

Several years ago, Motor Man and I were in North Carolina en route back from a race and stopped at an antique mall.

I spotted an old blue wheelbarrow, so similar to the one from my childhood.  But, I decided that I didn’t want to pay the price they were asking, so we left it there.

Fast forward to a year later, we were on our way back from the same race, stopped at the same antique mall, and there was the old wheelbarrow….waiting for me. We decided that it was meant to be, but we had one small problem:  we were driving a Chrysler Sebring convertible.

But, as is usually the case, Motor Man came to the rescue.  He borrowed a couple of tools from the owners of the antique mall, and took the wheelbarrow apart to the point that we could fit it in the car.

It’s been a fixture on our front porch ever since, and is a sweet reminder of the carefree summer days of my childhood.

The rules of Five Photos; Five Stories are to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph.  Oh yes, and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.  I nominate my blogging buddy Beth Anne of It’s Just Life.

~These Days Of Mine

Random Five Friday

Another Friday, so let’s see if I can find some random thoughts.

1. In honor of Memorial Day. I took this picture during a recent sunset; I love the flag flying from the old boat in our side yard.

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2.) Gypsy was ready for some tummy rubs when I arrived at the shop Monday morning.  It always amazes me when I catch a photo of a kitty tongue in action.

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3.) Every sunrise is different. The sun barely found an opening to shine through on this particular morning.

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4.) On a recent antiquing trip, I asked the shop owner if I could take  a picture of a vintage photograph. I think you’ll see why. The resemblance to Lily, one of our great nieces, is uncanny.  In fact, I saw Lily’s grandmother last week, and she said she showed the old picture to Lily and asked who it was. Lily replied: “Me”.

lily and lookalike

5.) Wherever your Memorial Day travels take you, I hope have a safe weekend. Motor Man and I are cooking up a little adventure: details next week. May we all remember the true reason for the holiday.

~These Days Of  Mine~

It Is A Mystery

For those of you with email subscriptions to my blog, the photos and portions of the text today will look familiar; as it will for those of you who saw the link (which I forgot to delete) on Facebook. When, oh when, will I learn to schedule my posts immediately upon choosing a title in order to avoid accidentally clicking the publish option before I’m ready.  Obviously, WordPress isn’t ever going to implement a “safety net” pop-up for their authors, asking  ‘are you SURE you’re ready to publish this post?’.

Here is today’s post, with a few edits from yesterday’s tease:

We have a couple of birdhouses along the edge of our property, including this one, which definitely qualifies as an antique.

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As I walked in that area of the yard recently, I noticed this:

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I found it to be a bit confusing….first of all, did a bird small enough to be interested in making a home in this birdhouse CARRY that huge stick to this point?  Did she struggle with it, trying to make it fit through the front door, then finally give up?

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There’s a slight chance, I suppose, that a strong wind may have blown the limb into the birdhouse? Maybe it was being transported by an osprey or eagle and was dropped and landed there?

Your thoughts on this mystery?

~These Days Of Mine~