Category Archives: Traveling Days

While We Wait….

….for (Hurricane) Florence to decide exactly what she’s going to do later in the week, Motor Man and I took a trip to the Outer Banks yesterday to visit “my” wild horses.

Although we had 5 inches of rain at home on Saturday, the Outer Banks was apparently spared that amount of rain.  For the past several weeks, we’ve had to dodge huge mud holes at the beach, but yesterday, things were fairly dry.

Florence will most likely change that.

But, yesterday was beautiful.

The ocean was a little rough, but nothing compared to what it will probably be in a few days.

Although it’s scary to think of the horses enduring a hurricane, they’ll be fine. They instinctively know to head for the “sound” side and hide out in the brush until the storm has passed. Obviously, they weren’t a bit concerned as of yesterday.

Unlike some of us, who are watching and waiting for the latest updates.

If you’re a new follower to the blog, we live in southeast Virginia, not directly on the coast, but not really that far from it.  I’ll let you know Wednesday what the latest “guess” is on Florence’s projected path.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

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Every Morning, They Wait

Today’s blog post is a cute story about these two horses.

Their pasture is just a few miles from our house. Some days, Motor Man has reason to travel that way early in the day. He has noticed that the horses are standing right up at that corner of the fence nearly every morning. (The driveway to “their” property is just to the left, and the picture was taken from the highway.)

Then, one day, he realized WHY: their trainer/person who feeds and cares for them turned in the driveway just as Motor Man was approaching. Sure enough, walking along the fence-line, they accompanied the vehicle down the driveway.

Those sweet horses are waiting there to greet that person every morning.

I sure hope said person smiles at this sight.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Easy Way Out

No lengthy blog post today: I’m taking the easy way out and just sharing a couple of pictures from yesterday.

At dinner with my two guys on the Eastern Shore of Virginia:

And an unusual sky at sunset on the way home, taken from the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel.

Happy Labor Day Monday! How are you spending yours?

~These Days Of Mine~

“Camera Hog”

The idea for this post came about a couple of weeks ago as a result of the final picture in today’s post.  I didn’t realize just how many folks, over the past few years, have taken pictures of me taking pictures.

This would be a good time to explain how I have come to take so many photos. “Way back in 2000, Motor Man and I were planning a trip to California. At the time, we had a tiny digital camera. He wanted to upgrade for something nicer before our trip. While we were at the store, looking at different models, he asked which one I liked. I made the comment that it should be his choice, because I wasn’t going to “lug around” a big camera like that….

(clearing my throat) ….Those are words that I have “eaten” many, many, many times since then.  In the years since, Motor Man has told everyone that he’s not allowed to touch our camera. (Not true….)

So today, I thought it would be fun to share photos that have been taken of me using OUR camera…not mine: OURS.

This first one was taken by our friend, Bev, in January of 2012. She and her husband had taken Motor Man and me to Corolla to see the horses. This trip, basically, began our obsession with visiting that area.

During the summer of 2012, after purchasing our 4-wheel-drive Jeep, Motor Man and I took our former neighbor, Susie, to Corolla to see the horses, and she took this picture. We later sold the Jeep (and now have a Tahoe), but that Jeep was fun, and I love this picture: the beach, the sunrise, and Motor Man waiting patiently for us.

This colorful shot was taken by my friend, Donna, at sunrise in the Outer Banks, in July, 2015.

This next picture was taken by our friend, Pam, in September, 2016. It was also at Corolla (do you see a theme here?). Motor Man and I were giving her and her husband a tour of the area, and I was, of course, taking pictures of “my” horses.

Motor Man took this with his cell phone of me at an outdoor concert we attended in August, 2016.

And, finally, the inspiration for this post.  Recently, around the time of sunset, we were crossing a little bridge near our house. Motor Man dropped me off, so I could take a picture (imagine that). After crossing the bridge, he turned around and came back for me. There’s a tiny, waterfront restaurant near the bridge, and our friends, Terry and Sindee, just happened to be there at the time having dinner.  On the lower right, the sunset is reflected in the water.

I suppose all these pictures just reinforce what Motor Man has said all these years.

My name is Dianna, and I AM a camera hog.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another Adventure

You may have guessed by the blogging break I took last week that Motor Man and I were away on a trip.

Once again, we visited Animal Adventure Park (AAP) in Harpursville, NY, home to the world famous giraffe, April.  Our first time meeting April was last summer, and I really didn’t have any thoughts of returning. But, I’m a member of a Facebook group whose common interest is all things AAP, and especially their beautiful giraffe family. The group planned a visit to the park last week, and Motor Man and I wanted to join them. There were around 225 of us, including some from Canada, England, Australia and all over the United States.

AAP is located in Broome County, which was experiencing torrential rains while we were there. One evening while we were at dinner, cell phones began sounding an emergency flash flood alert.  Thankfully, the Park isn’t in an area subject to flooding.

So, you may recall that April gave birth last year (in April) to a son, Tajiri. He’s not a little boy any longer. Here I am with the “guys”: Dad, Oliver, on the left, and Taj on the right. You just don’t realize how tall giraffes really are until you’re in a building with them; keep in mind that, in this picture, both of them have their heads bent down (waiting for carrots).

And our sweet girl, April…

…who is VERY sneaky about grabbing an entire handful of carrots.

And a kiss from Taj.  (Well, okay, he WAS just looking for carrots, but I can pretend that it was a kiss…)

The owner of the park, Jordan Patch, is an amazing young man, who has time for EVERYONE. I can’t imagine how many photos he’s been in since April brought such fame to AAP. And he’s smiling in every one of them.

Our visit included a Meet and Greet with others in the group the first evening, then a day at the park. If I tried to name all the species of animals there, I would surely miss many of them. But, just for a few (in addition to the giraffes): kangaroo, water buffalo, alligators, llama, caribou, African lions, sloth, zebra, lynx, wolves, bears, bison, camel, tortoise, porcupine, exotic birds, domestic farm animals….  All very well taken care of and loved by the staff.

This was one of my favorite non-giraffe pictures of the day: a squirrel monkey attempting to pick flowers from just outside his enclosure.

“Visit Binghamton” was live as the Park opened that morning, and Motor Man and I have a brief appearance and actually put in a plug for Virginia. “Our part” starts just a little after the 6 minute mark if you’d like to fast forward:

 

Dinner that night was in a pavilion tent at a beautiful venue, Traditions At The Glen. We had a wonderful time, but it POURED rain while we were there.

Motor Man and I (and probably hundreds of others) had a picture with Jordan.

The rain had, thankfully, subsided somewhat before time to leave.

It was a very quick trip, but another wonderful experience. We definitely would recommend Animal Adventure Park to anyone. It’s a beautiful, clean facility with an incredibly friendly staff.

I’m so glad Jordan decided to put up that tiny web-cam last year to document April’s pregnancy. I never thought much about giraffes before that; now I think they’re fascinating. And because of that web-cam, hundreds of us became acquainted online and now many of us have met in person.

Oh, and in case you haven’t heard…..April is expecting again: due next spring.

Another road trip, Motor Man!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Celebrating

Tomorrow is cause for celebration: it’s Marshall’s birthday. He, Motor Man and I plan to have breakfast at Old Chickahominy House near Williamsburg, as we’ve done every June 16 since 2006.

These photos were taken two years ago at our breakfast (last year, we just had one picture taken of the three of us, and it was a bit  blurry):

We love the ambiance of Chickahominy House. We always get there early, and soon after this picture was taken, the dining area was filled with hungry folks.

The business has a kitty named Melinda, who lives in the gift shop area of the building.  As you can see, there are items available in her likeness.

And it’s tradition that we have someone take a picture of Marshall, Motor Man and me during our visit.

Happy Birthday tomorrow, Marshall!

We’re looking forward to celebrating with you.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

Birthdays Through The Years

As happens around this time each year, today is my birthday.

And while thinking of what to post about today, I’ve been remembering special birthdays of mine through the years.

During my childhood, there weren’t elaborate parties…usually just a cake (made by Mom) and ice cream with family.

One year, a school friend was invited to join us, and she gave me a bottle of lilac scented bubble bath.  Now, the bubble bath was nice, but what was really special was that bottle.  It was just a plastic bottle, roundish on the bottom, but the neck was really long.  This was around the time that my niece and I loved watching “I Dream Of Jeannie” on tv. And through our world of make believe, that empty bubble bath bottle became our “Jeannie bottle”.

The next special birthday was the year I turned eighteen. That year, I received the best present EVER: I graduated from high school ON my eighteenth birthday.  As someone who hated school, I was one happy girl that day.

Junior year pic; I didn’t care for the senior one

My twenty-first birthday was spent at the beach at the Outer Banks.  And I thought my mom would probably like to talk to me on my birthday. Those were the days before cell phones, so I went to a nearby phone booth and called to talk to her.

Not a picture from that trip, but the same era

A few years later, on my birthday just twelve days before Marshall was born, I was having complications with the pregnancy, so I celebrated that one in the hospital. No problem at all: my sole purpose in life at that point was doing whatever was necessary to get him here safely.

Eleven days after that birthday spent in the hospital, and just hours before Marshall arrived

The birthdays since have been spent in various ways…. low-key and celebrating with family and friends.  Motor Man usually treats me to a special outing around the time of my birthday.

A few years ago, when he asked what I’d like to do, I suggested taking a wild horse tour.  At that time, we didn’t have a four-wheel drive vehicle, so we booked a private tour with the Corolla Wild Horse Fund. It was so educational and fun: we were hooked. This little one soon joined his mom who had strolled down that path to the left.

Three years ago, we went parasailing in the Outer Banks (wait, that was on HIS list, not mine).

Two years ago, we went for a steam engine ride with special friends Bev and Bill and Pam and Dave.

And, last year, Motor Man took me to meet April, the giraffe.

This year, we don’t have any trips planned.  Yesterday we went to the Outer Banks to see “my” horses , and I’ll share more about that on Wednesday.

Meanwhile, today, I’m celebrating with my two guys, and the coming days will be more gatherings with friends. I am so blessed to have a loving family and special friends in my life.

As I’ve said before, I believe the older you get, the longer birthdays should last.

~These Days Of Mine~