Category Archives: Days at Home

And The Winners Are

Last week, I announced a giveaway in honor of April, the giraffe’s, new baby boy. The prize is this adorable children’s book.

Normally the word “giveaway” in a blog title brings entries from far and near. Not so this time.  I only had three fellow bloggers comment that they wished to be included in the giveaway, and seven non-bloggers.  So, I decided to give away two books: one to a blogger and one to a non blogger.

Sundae picked the winner in the blogger division.  The name she chose (by a nose) was Pam, who co-writes “Two Spoiled Cats” along with her kitties, Angel Sammy and Baby Teddy.

And the non-blogger, whose name was drawn from a hat by Motor Man, is my friend, former classmate and loyal blog follower, Shirley Dunn.

Thanks, everyone, for reading and commenting.  Enjoy your books!

~These Days Of Mine~

Celebrating April With A Giveaway

Confession time: I am one of those hundred of thousands of folks who has been watching the April the Giraffe web-cam at for the past couple of months.  I wouldn’t say that I am obsessed (although Motor Man may tend to lean that way), but I check in on her several many times throughout the day. (And sometimes during the night.)

To say that I was thrilled to be at home and watching Saturday morning when it became apparent that labor had begun would be an understatement. Although I grew up in the country, I didn’t actually live on a farm, so I’d never seen the birth of any animal.

Using the word “miracle” to describe the event would not be an exaggeration.

Since Saturday morning, it’s been fun watching the little guy romp around the pen, making laps around his mom. The web-cam will be turned off at the end of this week, with perhaps sporadic viewing available after that.  Word is that a permanent camera will be installed in the giraffe yard after the park opens for its season in May.

I’ve learned quite a bit about giraffes in the past 2 months: they only sleep about 30 minutes a day, those “things” on their heads are called ossicones, their hooves are the size of dinner plates, and their tongues are dark purple to prevent sunburn while they’re eating leaves from tall trees. Sadly, I also learned that their numbers in the wild have been steadily decreasing. Hopefully, April and her family have helped draw attention to that fact. Some of the donations that have been made to the park during this time will be shared with the Giraffe Conservancy Fund.

These days, I find myself noticing everything giraffe-related, including this adorable children’s book I bought last week.

So, to celebrate April and the birth of her baby (as yet unnamed), I am having a giveaway, and the prize will be this little book. I only wish it had been around for bedtime stories when Marshall was a little boy.

Just leave a comment and let me know if you’d like to be included in the giveaway. It’s a sweet book (even if you don’t have any little ones), and/or would make a nice gift or donation to a library.

Oh, and you have a day or two left to see the web-cam, if you want to take a chance on becoming addicted. Note: Baby Giraffe’s favorite spot is in a corner, so he’s not in camera range all the time.  Click here……and you’re welcome.

~These Days Of Mine~

Random Five Friday

It’s been quite a while since I’ve done a Random Five Friday, so today’s the day!

1.) With Easter being this Sunday, I thought I’d share a picture of Marshall, taken at my Mom’s house the Easter Sunday he was five.  That’s a superhero action figure he’s holding; most likely it was in his Easter basket.  (I’m guessing he’ll say which one it was in his comment on this post today.) And although I’m not a seamstress by any stretch, let me just say that I made his white slacks AND the navy jacket.

2. Have you ever seen a deer stand at attention?  Neither had we until recently. We never did determine what had his interest.

3.) Yesterday morning’s sunrise with a sky full of contrails.

4.) Speaking of sunrise, Sundae was creeping down the hall a few mornings ago (it’s a game she plays sometimes with Motor Man. When he’s not looking, she’ll slowly move toward him. Then when he looks at her, she stops dead-still, as if she’s invisible if she’s not moving.)   Motor Man commented on how the early morning sun was causing her reflection on the hardwood floor. Thankfully, the camera was nearby.

5.) Have you been missing pictures of the Outer Banks horses? Yeah, me, too.  So here’s a beauty from our trip a couple of weeks ago. We’re looking forward to warm weather when the horses will be out and about and easier to find. We’ve really had to search for them on our past few trips.

Happy Easter weekend, everyone.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Hi, efurryone. Sundae here with the Mews this week.

I’ve always known that Motor Mommy spends quite a bit of time on the computer…between her blog posts, email, Facebook and (still) waiting for April the Giraffe to give birth….well, like I said, she spends a LOT of time looking at the computer monitor.

She and Motor Man purchased an antique oak roll-top desk from her uncle’s estate a few years ago, and that’s where the computer monitor and keyboard are. She also has a collection of tiny oak dressers on the top. (Can you tell she LOVES oak?)

Anyway, sometimes, when she’s sitting there at the computer, I decide she needs my company. I’m not particularly choosy about where I sit. After all, I don’t really need much space.

 And I don’t think she really needs to use that hand anyway.

~These Days Of Mine~

A Photogenic Evening

Wednesday evening was just gorgeous.  I took lots of pictures, and I’m sharing several of them with you today.

It had been very overcast earlier in the day. As it so often does, when the sun came out late in the day, it made for an interesting, changing sky.

This first caught my eye around 5:30.

Meanwhile, I took this from the other side of our yard.  Those two black dots in the upper right corner of the picture are military helicopters. (I had my very own personal fly-over.)

It was one of those days when I’d look outside, be amazed at what I saw, run out to take pictures, come back in, look outside a little later, be amazed at what I saw, run out to take pictures….and repeat. This was about 15 minutes later.

A few minutes later…

Still later…

Getting close to sunset.

And closer…

Many times, when we are out and about in the evenings, we’ll see a breathtaking sunset, and I’ll wish I was at home to get pictures.

I’m  glad I was there for this one.

~These Days Of Mine~

From The Shore

Motor Man and I can say one thing with certainty: we never know what we’ll see when we look out our windows.

Saturday afternoon, I noticed a few deer in our yard, then noticed them heading toward the water.

We’ve rarely seen deer swimming, so thankfully, I was able to quickly put my camera in video mode. (sound on for a little Acker Bilk)

They certainly were not synchronized, but apparently somehow communicated with each other and decided to quickly return to shore.  Water temp is around 45 degrees right now, so I’m guessing it’s a little too chilly for a swim.

~These Days Of Mine~

Helping A Feathered Friend

We’ve had typical Virginia weather this week: winter for a day or two, then spring/summer. A few days ago, the temp was in the twenties at daybreak; this morning, it was 63.

So, since I’m trying to get back in my habit of walking 30 minutes everyday, I’ve been taking advantage of the nice weather.

Monday afternoon, I was walking in the neighborhood, and as I approached a pick-up truck parked along the street, I saw something fall into the bed. Since I noticed it out of the corner of my eye, I really wasn’t sure what it was. But I knew it landed with a thud.

When I got to the truck, I cautiously peered over the side and saw (what appeared to be) a young bird. It was trying to fly, but wasn’t able to clear the sides of the truck bed.

This may not be the very worst photo I’ve ever shared on my blog, but it’s in the top two.  Maybe someone recognizes the coloring: red head and black wings with white spots.

It looks to me to be some type of woodpecker. And, although he couldn’t fly, he sure could flutter. I walked from one side of the truck to the other several times, trying to catch him.  And I was wondering the entire time if Mama Bird was somewhere nearby, watching and waiting to swoop down on my head.

Finally, I was able to grasp him when he came to the back corner of the bed. He didn’t care for me having him in hand. But once I put him on the ground,  he scurried up a nearby tree.

I’m sure he probably would have figured out how to get out of the truck bed – eventually.  But it was nice to be at the right place at the right time to help a little feathered friend.

~These Days Of Mine~