Category Archives: Family

Poetic Thursday: This Kiss

Today is Poetic Thursday over at Two Spoiled Cats. Here is the photo that Pam and her “boys”, Teddy and Sammy, gave us for inspiration this week.

And this is my poem:

How many years since they first met?
And she’s not tired of kissing him yet!

He leans in for a kiss from his bride,
as proud as ever that she’s by his side.

Life is good, just a bump here and there;
wrinkles: they’ve got ’em, and he’s losing his hair.

They’re  in love, though no longer young;
happy together and still having fun.

They have some years on us, but Motor Man and I,
in so many ways, can identify!

I’m heading over to Pam’s blog to see what poems her other readers were inspired to write.

~These Days Of Mine~

The Journey, Not The Destination

On Sunday, Motor Man and I took a day trip to the mountains of Virginia. We were concerned that recent storms may have stripped the trees of their fall foliage, but that wasn’t the case.  Although we didn’t see many reds, there were quite a lot of oranges, yellows, golds, and of course, greens.

Our destination was a pumpkin farm that a friend had recommended. We were somewhat disappointed there, most likely because it was too cold and windy to spend much time outside.

To reach the farm, our GPS took us down Snickersville Turnpike, which is a narrow, winding country road. The “turnpike” is lined with stone wall fences, horse farms, huge homes and an occasional cow pasture. There is even a one-lane bridge, but I wasn’t quick enough to get a photo, and there were few available turn-around spots.

Along Snickersville Turnpike is the town map dot of Aldie, Virginia where we saw the ruins of what appears to have been a gorgeous old home. A Google search failed to provide any information, but it would be interesting to know its history.

A little further down the “turnpike”, we stopped at this picturesque spot.

And took out the tripod for a couple of pictures. This is a monument to the First Mass Calvary 3rd Brigade.

We were standing right at the edge of the highway for this next picture and heard a car approaching just as the shutter clicked on the camera timer.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination.”

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Random Five Friday: Welcome, November

Five randoms for the first day of November:

1.) When I was a teenager, I somehow became interested in post-season baseball. I watched every playoff game and every World Series game.  It’s been many, many years since I’ve watched a game, but Motor Man and I came on board beginning with game 4 of the World Series this year. We were hooked, and watched the remaining games in their entirety. We rooted for the Nationals for two reasons: one, they’re the closer to us team. And also in memory of a friend  who passed away recently who was a huge Nats fan.

internet photo

2.) I do like getting dressed up for Halloween, something I never really did as a child. Motor Man and I got in the spirit just to go to dinner last night.  I was a stray kitty, and he was the animal control officer. (The belt was around my arm…. to “take me in” to the pound.) “We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”

3.) This weekend, our little town hosts a Holiday Open House with several shops participating. The forecast is for perfect fall-like weather. Pictured below is one of the rooms at Wharf Hill Antiques, always a beautiful shop.

photo courtesy of Visit Smithfield VA

4. Our weekend might also include a day trip and perhaps a little balloon chasing. Conditions should be favorable.

5.) This is a recent picture Marshall sent of his kitty, Sibyl.  She can’t wait for him to get home in the afternoon. That’s the sign of a happy kitty.

How will you spend the weekend? Any fall foliage in your area?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Halloween Tradition

Those of you who have been following my blog for a while know that I share a certain video each year at Halloween. The video was one segment in the series, Halloween Haunts, produced by WHRO, our local PBS station, in 2007. The series aired during the last two weeks of October.

These next two paragraphs are for readers who are new to the blog. The video, whose link I share below, was filmed at historic Bacon’s Castle (1665), located in Surry County, less than twenty miles from where Motor Man and I now live. My maternal grandparents and their twelve children (including my mom) lived in the house from 1921 to 1940. Although they moved from there many years before I was born, I remember them sharing stories of seeing “The Castle Light”. Their descriptions of it, however, were quite different from its depiction in Halloween Haunts.

My son, Marshall, became an interpreter (guide) at Bacon’s Castle in 2000. He was employed there several years, and gained a wealth of knowledge about the history of the house, its architecture and the families who made it their home. My mom and most of her siblings had passed on by this time. But two of those who were still living at the time (then in their 80’s) re-visited the Castle, and shared first-hand with him their childhood memories of the house and property.

I know my mom and her family would think it fitting that Marshall had the opportunity to participate in this video filmed at their homeplace.

 

Happy Halloween!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

A Name From The Past

I love E-bay.

You just never know what will show up on that site.  I have saved searches for my hometown (Bacon’s Castle), county (Surry), as well as the town we now live in (Smithfield).

Last week, a simple little matchbook appeared in the Bacon’s Castle search.

Here’s why finding this little matchbook was special to me:

Those of you who know me well know that my father died when I was an infant. Mom and I lived in the country, several miles from the nearest town. And Mom couldn’t afford a new car by any stretch of the imagination. So it goes without saying that she had many issues through the years with the cars she owned.

Although for much of that time, I was just a child with no concept of adult responsibilities, I knew that it was upsetting to Mom when her car was out of commission.

“Berkley Poole” operated a tiny gas station/repair shop within a couple of miles of where we lived.  I remember him as a short, mild-mannered gentleman who always came when Mom called. I’m certain that most of those calls were to start her car.

So finding this matchbox on E-bay made me smile even though those memories are somewhat bittersweet.

~These Days Of Mine~

Furiday: Boss Lady

Today, I have evidence of just how spoiled/lucky/content/loved a kitty can be.

As those of you who have kitties know, their favorite “spot” seems to change from time to time. Our shop kitty, Gypsy’s, current spot is my office chair. Notice the chair to the right….the hard one…with no arm rests…. that’s the one I am using quite a bit now that the boss has claimed mine.

And she’s looking rather smug about the situation.

As you can see, the chair back doubles as her scratching post. And, yes, she does have a REAL one.

But it’s difficult to be upset with something so adorable.

Even though she’s enjoying my her chair these days, sometimes she just can’t resist her long-time favorite spot: Motor Man’s lap. Just how content is she?  Those hind feet tell the story.

Need further proof of her cuteness? (There is sound with this video. And, by the way, don’t we all speak baby-talk to our pets? And does it sound as silly to them as it does to us when we hear it recorded?)

But, as Marshall noted, she does have a plaque.

So, I suppose she does deserve the soft, cushy chair after all.

~These Days Of Mine!

 

Poetry Thursday: Pocahontas

As I have been for the past few weeks, today, I’m participating in Pam’s Poetic Thursday over at Two Spoiled Cats. This was the photo Pam provided last week as inspiration for this week’s poem:

I struggled with a poem for this photo and finally wrote about the Native Americans we studied in school and my family’s connection to one in particular.  Perhaps you’ve heard of her?

Pocahontas

Virginia History class in elementary school,
studying Native Americans when Chief Powhatan ruled.

He was a powerful man, but not quite as famous
as his intriguing daughter, Pocahontas.

Indian Princess, peacemaker, John Rolfe’s wife;
she accomplished much in her very short life.

She gave birth to Thomas, and there’d come a time
when he’d sell land to an ancestor of mine.

My roots are deep on this piece of the earth,
but can’t compare to those who were here first.

~These Days Of Mine~