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Random Five Friday

Some randomness to close out May…this year is quickly slipping away…

1.) A few weeks ago, Motor Man and I took a day trip to the South Boston area of Virginia. I found this “gate” made of old tobacco wood at an antique shop and bought it,  not knowing what I’d actually do with it. I think we found a good spot. Thanks, Motor Man, for fixing it in place for me.

2.)  As a lover of bacon (and ham), this recent Bizzaro comic  made me chuckle.

3.) Yesterday’s sunrise.  I hadn’t been up but a few minutes, opened all the curtains, and that big orange ball caught my eye.

4.) Hoping for a pretty day tomorrow, so I can stop in at our local Farmers Market. There are two vendors that I particularly enjoy: one is a couple who sells beautiful cut flower bouquets. The other is operated by twin sisters, a bit older than me, who make and sell handmade jewelry.  My friend, Donna, and I affectionately refer to them as “the Baldwin sisters” (The Waltons tv show), only these sisters sell jewelry, rather than “the recipe”. These are three of the necklaces I’ve purchased from them.

5.) Last Sunday, the weather cooperated, and we were able to have our Memorial Service on the grounds of “the old brick church; such a sacred, special spot for so many of us who live in the area.

And may we all pause to remember the real reason for the holiday.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

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Random Five Friday

Closing out the week with some randomness:

1.) Motor Man and I took a quick day trip to the Carova area of the Outer Banks earlier this week.  We actually lost count of how many horses we saw ON. THE. BEACH. The flies were bothersome, and when that happens, the horses head to the water’s edge for relief.  And because so many harems were in the same location, there was lots of action among the stallions.

2.) For the past few weeks, I’ve been fighting what I thought was tendonitis in my foot. An urgent care visit last week, along with a week’s regimen of prednisone, icing, and compressing provided no relief. So yesterday, I saw my podiatrist. After an x-ray, which showed no fractures, he diagnosed severe inflammation. An ouchie cortisone shot followed, and now I’m in a surgical boot until there’s some relief.  But….the squirrel bird feeders were empty, so… (And, yes, Motor Man would gladly have filled them for me, but I’m a bit on the stubborn side.)

3.) It seems I now have a pet crow.  He sits on this almost-too-small perch and caws at me while I’m in the yard.

4.) I thought this was an interesting shot.  As you may recall reading here before, Gypsy loves playing in her water bowl.  I’m not sure the reason why. Earlier this week, she jumped up in my lap immediately after some water-play. You just gotta love the durability of denim.

5.) This Sunday is our annual memorial day service at the “Old Brick Church” Cemetery in Bacon’s Castle. It’s a tradition that began LONG before my time. Weather permitting, the service is held outside near the ruins of the old church c. 1639. At this time, it’s looking as though, this year, we’ll be having it inside at a nearby church.

Enjoy your weekend!

~These Days Of Mine~

Poison: The “Cure” For What Ailed You

For my Facebook friends, this is a bit of a repeat of a post I shared over the weekend, but with more information.

Saturday, I bought this tiny (about 6 1/2″ tall) lamp at our local monthly Pickers Market.

The vendor mentioned to me that I may have “gotten a real bargain”; she hadn’t taken time to research this item.

There were some markings, which made that chore a little easier.  A quick search when I got home showed these available on Ebay from $19.99 to $120.00. We were heading to a race later that day, so my dear friend, Pam (Two Spoiled Cats), took the time to find and send more information to me.

This is a “Vapo-Cresolene” lamp, which, years ago, was thought to kill germs and help ease the discomforts of all sorts of breathing problems, as well as measles and diptheria.  The customer put Kerosene in the lamp, then Cresolene in the removable cup at the top of the lamp and lit the tiny wick located just below the white chimney.

I’m guessing that this little lamp was made sometime in the late 1800’s. It’s amazing to me that all the parts are still there, especially the removable cup at the top and the white globe, since they aren’t attached.

Of course, we now know that the Cresolene, as well as this little lamp, although certainly adorable, probably had no effect on those diseases it was thought to cure.

There’s much more information available here in the link that Pam sent me; it’s well worth a few minutes to read. Marshall had also done some quick research and found the picture of the cresolene medicine bottle, also shown in the article, which is clearly labeled “POISON”.

Some of you know my Motor Man and his quick, dry sense of humor. He’s been battling allergies the past few weeks, which included an insistent cough. Last weekend, when I read him the info about the cresolene lamp, he said: “Well, fire that sucker up. I need it!”  He’s much improved since that time; perhaps just having the lamp in the house, even unlit, was all that was necessary.

I doubt these little lamps are rare, but just for the fun of having it, I think I definitely scored a bargain for $5.00.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

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~

 

 

 

 

 

 

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~

 

 

Monday Morning Mews: “That” Look

Happy Monday! Gypsy here with the mews.

Today, I just have a photo to share with you.  Motor Mommy snapped it one day last week. I was in “my spot” on Motor Man’s desk, and he was busy…I can’t recall if he was researching horsepower on his computer or on the phone talking with someone about horsepower or thinking about horsepower….but he wasn’t paying any attention to ME.

Now, you may wonder why Motor Mommy didn’t just rub my tummy. Well, that’s because HER time to rub my tummy is when she first arrives at the office. I won’t even let her walk, because I lie down on the floor right in front of her.  Then she usually stoops down to rub me, or sometimes she even sits down on the floor with me.

But, after that, it’s Motor Man’s attention that I’m seeking. And, on this particular day, at this moment, he had horsepower on his mind, not Gypsy.

So, I just had to give him “that” look, and he knew that I really, really, really needed a tummy rub.

Works every time. (wink, wink)

~These Days Of Mine~