Monthly Archives: May 2018

Impossible To Imagine

My late sister, Rose, would have been eighty years old today.

Rose was 18, I was 3

When we’ve lost someone at a young age, whether it’s a family member, a celebrity (Elvis) or a politician (JFK), and then decades pass by, it’s impossible to imagine them the age they would be now.

Her wedding day. She was 19

The year prior to her death, Rose “celebrated” her 30th birthday. She was one of those who DREADED turning 30. It was such a huge deal to her.  But, after her death, I was struck by this fact: she hated turning 30…..but she never made it to 31. 

A cousin’s wedding. She was 24, I was 9

So, among all the bittersweet memories brought about by Rose’s tragic, untimely death, one thing I took from it was to never anguish over another birthday milestone.

Rose and me, late 60’s. She was nearing 30

Happy Birthday, Rose. As vivacious and full of life as you were, I know you would still be that way at 80.  I so wish you’d had the opportunity to celebrate more milestone birthdays.

Probably the last photo taken of Rose, just 9 days before her death. To read the story, click on the picture

Do not regret growing older; it is a privilege denied to many.” (Unknown)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

Random Five Friday

As they all seem to do, this week has flown by, and it’s time again for five randoms.

1.) Last weekend, my friend, Donna, and I celebrated Cinco De Mayo while atttending our local Vintage Market. We had a great time, got lots of comments on our sombreros and found a few neat items at the market. Afterward, a visit to a couple of shops on our Main Street and lunch.

2.) In our travels, we passed by this alpaca farm, and had to stop for pictures. We thought the field of buttercups made for an especially nice photo op.

3.) Late yesterday afternoon, a strong storm moved through our area. This is a column of rain off to our west right around the time of sunset.

4.) And the storm snapped a tree in our yard. So thankful it didn’t damage our house or our neighbors’.

5.) Motor Man and I plan to attend a funeral this afternoon for a hometown girl who was just a few years older than me. My mom babysat her boys when they were toddlers (back in the mid-late 1960’s). I have many fond memories of those days when I was a teenager and helped my mom entertain those little curly-haired boys. My heart is heavy for them as they grieve the loss of their mom, especially sad so close to Mothers Day.

And speaking of Mothers Day, Sunday will be an emotional day for many: those whose mothers have passed on (recently for Motor Man’s family, as well as Marshall’s father’s family), those who wanted to become mothers but didn’t for various reasons,  those who didn’t have loving mothers, those mothers who have lost children,.  If you fall into one of those categories, I wish you the strength to get through the day. For those of you who still have your mom and/or your own children to help you celebrate, enjoy your day.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

’round Sunset

If we’re home ’round the time of sunset, and the weather is nice, there’s a pretty good chance that I’m outside.

Such was the case Monday evening. The day had been cool, damp and drizzly, but the sky cleared shortly before sunset. As Mom would say: “The sun came out in time to set”.

I took this picture with my cell phone and sent it to Marshall with a note that it was shaping up to be a pretty sunset.

But, then, as so often happens, the clouds stole the sunset.

However, the reflections were still rather impressive.

And one of the resident goose families paddled by while  I watched the sunset.

Swimming off into the sunset….to return the next morning.

“round sunset sure is a pretty time of day.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Monday Morning Mews: Peace Offering Pillow

Hi, readers. I’m Sundae, and this week, it’s my turn to bring you the mews.

You may recall that, a few weeks ago, my pawrents completely furgot about my “gotcha day”….the day I adopted them.

I think they really were sorry that the date slipped up on them. So on a recent outing, they bought me something!

My furry own pillow…..

Isn’t that sweet?  They thought about me and brought me a present.

Okay, Motor Mommy and Motor Man, you are definitely furgiven!

~These Days Of Mine~

Random Five Friday

Five random thoughts to start of the month of May:

1.) Remember the carved LOVE sign that Motor Man and I happened upon a few weeks ago?  We now know its permanent location. It was placed near the Chesapeake, Virginia courthouse. Motor Man was watching a local tv station recently and caught a glimpse of it just before a commercial break. So I contacted the station to ask the location. Of course, we had to stop for a visit the next time we were in the area. We didn’t have the tripod with us, and no one else was around, so we did the next best thing…

…took pictures of each other. (I love this one of my Motor Man).

2.) Earlier in the week, one of the “duck couples” who frequents our yard brought us a surprise: 12 adorable ducklings. Sadly, a couple of days later, the parents returned with only four. And the past couple of days, the adults have visited…with no babies. There are just two many predators for those sweet little ones to survive.

3.) Plant shopping for the season has begun. I always forget what a chore it is to keep everything watered when the heat of summer arrives. Earlier this week, I discovered this beautiful petunia; I’ve never seen the variegated foliage variety.

4.) Last weekend, Motor Man and I attended a multi-year class reunion for the school I attended. There were probably around 200 people there, and it was really a fun time. Next month, we plan to attend a reunion for his class.

5.) This weekend, there’s a HUGE vintage market just outside of town.  My friend, Donna, and are planning to attend. We love shopping for vintage treasures, and the weather looks to be perfect.

Happy first weekend of May!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

“A Mother’s Love”

As promised in last Friday’s Random Five Friday’s post, today I’m sharing exciting news about my friend, Matthew.

If you aren’t familiar with  Matthew, please read this post for some background.

Last week, I received a Facebook message from Mary, Matthew’s mom. In it, she shared this photo with me:

This was her message that accompanied the photo:

The beautiful mom and baby horse drawing that you saw in December won honorable mention in the international disabled artist competition in Minneapolis, Minnesota this week. There are 6 art categories with 1st – 3rd place and honorable mention. So 4 awards in each category. There was also a grand prize winner tonight. Out of 165 entries, Matthew won one of the 25 awards. I am so glad that you were able to see the drawing in person in December as it also sold in the 1st forty minutes of the show tonight. He says you can share this victory on your blog if you would like.

Matthew titled his sketch “A Mother’s Love”.

Mary also mentioned that this is the first ribbon that Matthew has ever won.

Wow. As I’ve said before, I am so honored that Matthew is inspired by my photos. Among other’s, he’s sketched a bluebird, Sundae and many of the wild horses from my pictures.

And, now, here’s the picture that inspired Matthew’s sketch shown above.

This was taken September 10, 2015.  Our friend, Bev, had ridden to the beach with us to see the wild horses. I remember Motor Man and her being so patient as we waited….and waited…and waited for the horses to move into position for me to get the “perfect” shot of this sweet scene.

AND….this picture was one chosen in the Corolla Wild Horse Fund calendar contest and appeared in the 2017 calendar.

So, I have been doubly honored by this photo.

Congratulations, Matthew. I am so proud of your accomplishments!

~These Days Of Mine~