Monthly Archives: April 2019

Easter’s End; Earth Day Eve

For most of Easter Sunday, the weather in our area was beautiful. The temps were a little chilly, but it was a sunny day with a crystal blue sky. Later in the afternoon, the clouds arrived, and it appeared we may have a shower, but that didn’t happen.

I kept watch on the sky as time neared for the sunset.

Although I took some pictures with our regular camera, these were taken with my cell phone.

In this next picture, a couple of Canada geese are swimming “off into the sunset”. We have another couple with three goslings in our yard. Past experience says they have a slim chance of making it, but we’re hopeful.

This picture was taken from our neighbor’s “beach”.

It’s true that there’s a lot of “ugly” in the world, but we have to believe that the beauty far outweighs it.

~These Days Of Mine~

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Your Weekly Horse Report

I may not have a post EVERY week about the Corolla horses, but I probably don’t miss many weeks.

Here are pics from our most recent trip.  These two gave me some great photo ops:

Love the stance of the darker one in this picture; perhaps another horse spotted on the other side of the dune?

We also saw Raymond, the resident mule, again this week.  “Everybody loves Raymond”, especially our friend, Renee. She always comes to mind when we see him.

Inspecting a new fence perhaps?

I love the many old sprawling trees in Carova. This one made a perfect frame.

And, now for a bit of silliness.  As we ride the “back roads” of Carova, some things catch our eye that, at first glance, make us think we’re seeing a horse: garbage cans, barbecue grills, shrubs. (No, our eyesight really isn’t that bad; this usually happens from a distance.) Last week, Motor Man and I saw this tree, and both of us immediately thought of how much the top branches resembled a horse’s head.

Our trips to the beach always include talking, laughter, a picnic in our vehicle, enjoying all the sights…..and usually a little silliness thrown in for good measure.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Her Baby’s Baby

Yesterday, a Facebook friend posted this meme on her page:

There are no words to describe the pleasure found in holding your baby’s baby.

 

I was reminded of this photo of my mom holding Marshall, her “baby’s baby”, on his first day home from the hospital.

This seems a fitting time to share both the meme and this picture.

Happy Birthday, Mom.

~These Days Of Mine~

50 Years

Through the nearly nine years that I’ve been blogging, I’ve shared several posts about my late sister, Rose.

Rose was tragically murdered by her estranged husband on April 15, 1969. 50 years ago today. I was 16; she was two weeks shy of her 31st birthday.

One of the more interesting posts, in my opinion, was this one regarding her birthstone ring that she had loaned me, and what I discovered the evening of her murder.

I wrote this post last year on what would have been her eightieth birthday.

Several years ago, I shared this sad incident that happened just a couple of days after Rose’s murder:

Our mother’s birthday was April 17.  Understandably, in 1969, her birthday was non-existent. Except when the mail was delivered that day,  and there was a birthday card to her from Rose. It was postmarked April 15.  Mom taught everyone a lesson in strength during that time. 

For a long time following Rose’s murder, I kept thinking that it was a bad dream, and I would wake up.  Perhaps that’s the Lord’s way of helping us deal with sudden grief. In time, of course, I stopped having those thoughts.

And, as the old saying goes, time does help ease the pain. Getting through April 15 isn’t nearly as difficult as it once was.

50 years.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

Ah, Corolla

When my Motor Man learned last week that the first foal of the season at Corolla had been seen, he decided that we needed to make a trip. You may remember that he broke his shoulder a couple of weeks ago, and we’d put beach trips on hold for a while. So he cinched up his sling really tight, and off we went. (Shhh….don’t tell his orthopedist.)

We didn’t see the new baby (Renzi), but not for lack of trying. And just this week, we’ve learned that the second foal of 2019, a filly named Rosie, has been spotted. So now we have TWO little ones to look forward to seeing.

We did see several horses last weekend, including three down by the ocean.  They were walking among the stumps.

Recently one of our local papers published an article about those stumps. “Orrin Pilkey, a professor emeritus at Duke University and expert on coastal geology…. estimates a maritime forest existed here some 2,000 years ago but was decimated as the barrier island drifted west toward the mainland, covering the roots in salt water.”

The stumps and the waves and the horses made for some interesting photos.

And for this video, you definitely want to turn on your sound.

 

Ah…..among my favorite sights and sounds. But, then, you already knew that.

~These Days Of Mine~

Playing To My Scottish Heritage

Monday evening at home, I heard “music” coming from a distance, but couldn’t identify the source. I stepped out on our porch and realized I was hearing bagpipes.

Upon further investigation, I discovered the sound was coming from the area of the marina in front of our house. I quickly walked around to that side of our yard and started recording. If you look closely you can see the bagpiper walking to the right toward the gazebo.

(I apologize for the shakiness of the video. The gnats (no-see-ums) were feasting on me.)

 

My first thought was that this could possibly be part of a memorial service, but I didn’t see a gathering of any sort.

It was rather nice, having what appeared to be my own little private concert.  From the distance, I couldn’t tell if the bagpiper were male or female. When the song ended, I began applauding, not knowing if he/she could hear me. But a woman’s voice immediately called back to thank me.  I replied: “That was beautiful!”, and she said she was glad it wasn’t disturbing me.

Most of you probably don’t know that my maiden name was McGuriman. The genealogy on my father’s side has been traced back to the 1700’s in Glasgow.

So this was a very fitting “private concert” indeed, and if there are more in the future, I’ll be a very willing attendee.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Sunday Morning “Coming Up”

It’s been a while since I’ve shared sunrise photos. Yesterday morning’s was certainly worthy of a blog post.

If you’ve been reading my blog for a long time, you may remember me posting that I keep a pair of flip-flops by each exit door in our house. That way, when there’s a outdoor photo op, I’m ready.

It’s always amazing how quickly the colors change in just a short length of time. The first photo was taken at 6:23, and the third one at 6:51.

The sunrise was just the beginning of a beautiful day in our area: guaranteed to give us all spring fever.

~These Days Of Mine~