Poetic Thursday: Going Up?

Once again, I’m participating in Poetic Thursday with Pam and her “boys” at Two Spoiled Cats.

Here’s the photo inspiration for this week:

I found this to be a bit challenging (mostly because I couldn’t look at the photo without having sweaty palms).

Here’s my poem:

Going Up?

Every day, he climbs higher and higher,
I have to wonder: do his hands perspire?

A job like this comes with a price;
his life depends on that safety device.

Eight hundred feet above the ground,
and it would seem, no one else around.

But, is he really alone? I think not:
someone was there to capture this shot!

When I uploaded the picture to today’s blog post, the following caption was included. I wish there was info regarding the location and the building that was under construction.

” Ironworker Mike Kulp, 43, climbs a column before connecting a perimeter beam to the 54th floor. Here Kulp is working approximately 825 feet above street level.”

Yeah, sign me up for THAT job…..not.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

One Word Wednesday: Awakening

Awakening

(Today, I’m starting a new little personal blog meme. Each Wednesday, I’ll share a photo with a one word description. I’m beginning today with the letterA’, and hoping to go through the alphabet. THAT should be interesting. Feel free to leave a comment…one word? Or more.)

~These Days Of Mine~

Vintage? Yes, Please

Through the Facebook page “Only In Virginia”, I learned about Old Luckett’s  Store near Leesburg, Va.

And that was a day trip yesterday for Motor Man and me.

If you’re into vintage,  that’s the place for you.  The outside area is full of old architectural elements and furniture, as well as vehicles that I’m guessing are for display only.

Check out this VW Beetle, all decked out for Christmas.

And the ‘driver’, just hangin’ out:

An old Studebaker with Christmas gifts stacked on top:

A horse and Amish wagon:

Just imagine the stories these old wooden doors could tell:

“Vintage” as far as the eye can see.

Clever bicycle wreaths:

At one point, Motor Man was in a different area of the yard than I was. I noticed he was talking with another couple and taking a picture of them. I hurried over, so THEY could take a picture of US by this gorgeous old carriage.

The four of us hit it off immediately, and since it was windy and cold outside, we invited them to sit in our vehicle so we could chat.

It was a beautiful day for a drive, we enjoyed seeing all the ‘vintageness’ at Luckett’s Store and we made some new friends.

We think that makes for a nice day.

~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~