Monthly Archives: May 2019

Ohio-Virginia Friends

Actually, the title of this post should be Ohio-Virginia-North Carolina friends. You may recall my previous mentions of our friends, Renee and Mike. The four of us met on the beach at Carova a few years ago when Renee and I were both taking pictures of “our” wild horses. Yes, she’s as much a fan as I am.

Renee and Mike live in Ohio, but Carova may well be their favorite place in the world. Each year, they vacation there, and Motor Man and I take a trip to visit with them during that time.

Knowing that the four of us wanted to get an early start to our day, Motor Man and I drove to the Outer Banks the night before and stayed overnight. It was nice to wake to the sunrise over the ocean.

I particularly liked the sun’s reflection on the water’s edge…..and the footprints in the sand.

Then it was down to the business of spotting horses. And there were plenty to see, both on the dunes…

And by the ocean…

As per the usual for this time of year, there was a bit of a disagreement amongst a couple of stallions. I love that you can hear Renee say at the beginning of the video: “Woop, here we go!”

 

After a morning of riding, taking pictures and just catching up, we had lunch in the village of Duck.

Renee and Mike are such a sweet couple; it’s difficult and takes us forever to say: “til next time”.  Several hugs are always involved.

Who would ever think a friendship could come about from two “little girls” taking pictures of wild horses on a beach?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Waddlers

First, an update on the computer situation:  we picked it up Monday, and for the most part, all is going well. We purchased Adobe Photoshop, so learning that is proving to be somewhat of a challenge. In the meantime…

This time of year, there are always new little ones in our yard….geese, ducks, deer, rabbits.  This year, we have ONE duckling. And proud Mama and Papa brought it around just about the time of sunset last night. I ran for the camera.

It’s an honor to know that the parents feel comfortable enough with me to bring their little one so close. (Of course, the corn that I feed them is encouragement.)

That sweet baby looks so soft and fuzzy…

And then they swam off into the sunset.

Bye, duck family!  Stay safe and come back soon. I’ll be waiting with corn.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Random Five Friday

Just ’cause it’s been a while since I’ve shared random thoughts:

1.) These pics were on my Facebook page, but thought I’d also share them here. My Mother’s Day was wonderful: breakfast with my two guys and special gifts from both of them. Marshall’s gave me one of his 3D shadowbox designs that he created just for me.

Motor Man’s gift was a hummingbird feeder, which now hangs right in front of our kitchen window.

2.) Remember this picture I shared in a previous post of Motor Man taking his “physical therapy”?

Evidently that therapy must have been just the “ticket”. I’m happy to report that he was released from the orthopedist this week. We’re thankful that his broken shoulder didn’t require surgery.

3.) We made a trip to the Outer Banks earlier this week to visit with some friends who are vacationing there. The four of us went riding to see horses, had lunch and spent some time catching up. It was a good time. My apologies to my FB friends for the repeat photos today.

4.) The annual Memorial Service is this Sunday at the cemetery in my little home town. This tradition goes back many, many years.  It seems the weather that day is either very cool or extremely hot. The latter seems to be what we’ll have for this year’s service: Sunday’s forecast is for temps around 90. We’ll definitely be seeking a shady spot to set up the chairs.

5.) Our home computer is just about out of space….that’s understandable, considering all the pictures I take (mostly of horses).  So, Motor Man and I recently went “window shopping”, and we think we’ve chosen a replacement. I’m so nervous about taking the old computer to the experts to have everything transferred to the new one. Silly? Maybe. But just think of all the room I’ll have for….more pictures!

So, if I’m missing from blogland for a few days, I’m just waiting to bring home the new computer. (Or trying to figure out how to use it….)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Still A Kitten….

Ever since she was a tiny kitten, Gypsy has loved to lie on my legs. This has resulted in some rather interesting photos through the years.

This would be the first of many such pictures. It was taken the night Motor Man found her, shivering, scared and hungry, at the back door of our shop.

Some time later, after she had officially adopted us.

Still later.

And later.

Later.

And these days.

She’s still a kitten….at heart.

~These Days Of Mine~

And, Once Again….Horses

I know it’s difficult to imagine, but I’m starting off the week with pictures from a recent trip to Carova.

Since I made some errors in the last post in which I attempted to name the foals in the pictures, I’m just going to leave this at “this is one of the babies”.

As you can see, it was a gorgeous day on the beach (although we had some rain on our way there, and there were serious clouds in the distance).  The horses were out enjoying the beach, which always makes for great photo ops. This was a stallion who was involved in a disagreement with Raymond, the resident mule.

And you can see for yourself in this video that the “sand was flying”. The Corolla Wild Horse Fund folks always say, when referring to Raymond: “Shhh…don’t tell him he’s sterile”. Raymond thinks he’s as much a stud as any stallion on the beach. (Be sure your volume is turned up.)

 

We also saw something we’d never seen at Carova. Although this isn’t a foal from this season, we’re thinking it might be one from the past year or two. Apparently, it was time for Mom to get up from her rest.

Recently I found the perfect shirt to wear while photographing “my” horses on the beach.

Motor Man and I had another wonderful day.

And remember his broken shoulder? THIS is his physical therapy.  (Don’t tell his doctor.)

That’s my wheel man Motor Man!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Roses And Emotions

This picture just says “Mother’s Day” to me:

It was taken on my first Mother’s Day, and we were on our way to church. If you look closely, you’ll see that I have a red rose on my lapel, and Marshall is sporting one on his hat (safe from curious little hands).

Did you ever participate in the tradition of wearing a rose on Mother’s Day? (Red if your mother is still living, white if she has passed on.)  My mother always wore a red one while she still had her mom, but she never wore a white one after her mom was gone.

Mother’s Day is perhaps the most emotional holiday of them all.  It’s such a difficult day for those whose mothers are no longer here and for those who always longed to be moms, but never were.

It’s especially joyful for those celebrating their first Mother’s Day.

And, first or thirty-something, that joy continues with each celebration.

“Call your mother. Tell her you love her. Remember, you’re the only person who knows what her heart sounds like from the inside.” ~Rachel Wolchin

~These Days Of Mine~

 

In Her Handwriting

In Monday’s post, I shared how blogging has brought me together with other bloggers and how nice it is to meet them in person.

Another aspect of blogging is, due to my posts about my family having once lived in historic  Bacon’s Castle, I have come to know some very distant relatives.  Some of those I’ve just communicated with online, and others I’ve met in person. I’ve also been reunited with some “long lost” known relatives.

Such is the case with my first-cousin, Carol, daughter to my mom’s youngest brother, Stanley. Carol and I haven’t seen each other in many years, but we’re friends on Facebook. That came about because her niece found my blog post regarding our family ties to Bacon’s Castle.  Since then, Carol and I have occasionally shared old family photos.

Last week, she sent me a picture of her dad as a very young man. She also sent this, a note my mom wrote to Uncle Stanley in 1977:

I apologize that the image is so small. Here’s a transcript of her note:

Dear Stanley,
I hope this will be the first card you receive after….going in the hospital. You have evened up the number of our family to be operated on for our gall bladder, but it is good to have it out. I got along fine and feel good. Hope your family is fine, wish we were all closer to you for your family is the most help in the way you feel. Do take care of yourself.  Love, Donnie  (Say hello to all.)

You may be able to see the image well enough to see that some words are spelled incorrectly, and the punctuation isn’t perfect. In Mom’s growing up years, schooling wasn’t nearly as important, especially in rural areas, as it is in today’s world. Children went to school sporadically, working on the farm when necessary and helping to care for younger siblings.  At that time, schools were few and far between. I don’t think Mom or any of her siblings went beyond about 8th or 9th grade.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen Mom’s handwriting. This note tugged at my heartstrings, and Mother’s Day week seems a good time to share it.

Thank you, Carol, for sharing this little note with me.

~These Days Of Mine~