Category Archives: Family

One Word Wednesday: Comfort

COMFORT

~These Days Of Mine~

One Word Wednesday: Between

Between

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Old Sites, New View

A few weeks ago, Motor Man spotted one of those tourist brochures at an antique mall in Williamsburg. It gave information about air tours available through Williamsburg Flight Center. One of the packages including flights over several of the historic properties along the James River.

We decided that would be our Christmas gift to each other. And Friday was the day.

Our ride was a 1968 Cessna Skyhawk.

Our pilot was Chris. After our flight, I asked him how old he is. 23. Twenty-three. (What’s the saying: “I have socks older than that…”?) By the way, not only is he an excellent pilot, he’s also a flight instructor. He’s also very knowledgeable about the area and those historic homes.

Although we flew over several historic homes, the one I was waiting for, of course, was Bacon’s Castle. Before our flight, we told Chris about my family connections there, so he circled the property a few times to be sure we got plenty of pictures. I was thrilled to see it from the air.

We also were able to get photos of the nearby old Brick Church ruins and cemetery. This is the final resting place for most of my ancestors.

Surry Nuclear Plant is located just a few miles from my home town of Bacon’s Castle and the two properties previously mentioned.  I watched the land being cleared and building begin on this project from the window of my school bus.

This is the ferry dock at Scotland (near the town of Surry). The Jamestown/Scotland ferry provides free transport across the James.

Although there was a little turbulence during our flight, we had confidence in our pilot, and the scenery was worth a few “bumps”.

Merry Christmas to us!

And thanks, Chris, for a safe, interesting flight.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

Poetic Thursday: A Guy’s First Wheels

Welcome to the first Poetic Thursday of the new year.  Pam and her “boys” over at Two Spoiled Cats gave us this cute photo for inspiration this week:

That certainly brought back memories of Marshall’s “first wheels”.  Here’s my poem:

First Wheels

When I went to see Santa at the mall
I didn’t ask for many toys at all.

I said: “Santa, here’s the deal,
I really need a set of wheels.

I’m getting older now, and there’s this girl.
She’s really cute and she’s rockin’ my world.

But not having a car is such a pain;
on Saturday night, we wanna ‘cruise Main’.”

Santa said: “Well, you’ve been good, that IS true,
so let me see what I can do”.

Well, Santa came through, and the new ride is sweet.
But there’s no room for my girl, ’cause there’s only one seat!

Anyway, Mom says I’m still too young to date,
so I guess cruising Main will just have to wait.

I thought I’d share a couple of pictures of Marshall’s first ride. Christmas morning, wearing the robe my mom made for him. She’s sitting in the background.

And a few months later, boys will be boys. He looks rather proud of himself, doesn’t he? You just have to wonder WHY, but I was glad to get a picture of it.

And his second set of wheels, during the Smurf era. Check out the firefighter’s helmet.

I find myself looking forward to Poetry Thursday every week. Thanks, Pam, for another fun poetry inspiration.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Happy Birthday To My Motor Man

Today is special in many ways: a new month, a new year, a new decade…

And, it’s my Motor Man’s birthday.

So, from your Gyp-Gyp:

Your Sundae girl:

Your stepson, Marshall:

And me, your Mrs. Motor Man:

We wish you a VERY Happy Birthday.

Let’s celebrate!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Poetic Thursday: Sleigh Ride!

No after-Christmas doldrums around here: it’s time for Poetic Thursday with Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.

Those of you who know me well will probably have the same reaction when you see this week’s photo inspiration as Marshall did. (He didn’t really say anything, just gave a gesture as if to say: “Well, you’re a shoe-in for this one”. )

Yes, Motor Man and I have been on many sleigh rides, and it’s always a thrill (at least for me). Here’s my poem:

 Sleigh Ride

A little girl’s dream from so long ago
of a horse drawn sleigh, gliding through the snow.

But down deep in her heart, she knew
there was little chance of her wish coming true.

She knew no one who owned a sleigh,
and deep snowfalls rarely came their way.

The little girl grew up, put her dream aside,
seldom thinking about a sleigh ride.

Then, years later, that dream came true,
with a winter wonderland sleigh ride for two.

It was cold as Christmas, with snow in the air;
the horses, the sleigh bells: all the magic was there.

Hubby knew in a moment that she was hooked;
that, in years to come, more rides would be booked.

It was everything she hoped it would be.
No longer a dream, now a fun memory.

Here’s a little slideshow of photos from some of OUR sleigh rides. Will we plan a ride this winter?

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Stay tuned to find out!

~These Days Of Mine~

Merry Christmas

Motor Man and I have been celebrating the holidays for a few weeks now.

At Bacon’s Castle with Mr. and Mrs. Claus:

In Indy with Penny, the carriage horse:

At a nearby farm during their “winter wonderland” (sans snow) event with Bonnie & Clyde, the miniature horses.

And, outside our shop by the photogenic holly tree:

We wish you a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year.

~These Days Of Mine~