Pink Roses

In the Pink

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Lots of pretty pink roses for a Pink Saturday.

I love pink roses for Valentine's Day.

I'm not into red roses at all.

Thanks to all of you who chimed in on my french door decision.

Your comments helped a lot.

Now, I know that steel is not the way to go and fiberglass should be a good choice.

I just need to order.

I don't think I'll be able to install in the back room right now...so I want to get a door 

that I can match a year or two down the line.

Mom is going home tomorrow.

She has been well enough to go home for a week but just wanted to hang out here.

I'm glad she did.

Now she can come stay with me any time as I have a little spot all set up for her.

I will be able to get back to my projects, which I'm glad of but

I'll miss having her around.

I'm sure she is anxious to get back to her own life, though too.

I've been gathering things for a Valentine's Day display in the dining room.

So as soon as Mom is gone...I'll get to work on that.

I have so many projects that need for me to get busy on...

A huge chalkboard...my potting bench....a french dresser to be painted....an armoire to paint.

And I really want to paint the living room and dining room too.

Lots to do.....always.

I hope you are having a great Saturday!

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Romantic Rooms

Sweet

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Pretty romantic rooms for a dreary day.

It's raining here....finally.

We've needed rain so badly.

So good to hear it coming down outside.

Valentine's Day is quickly approaching and that always gets me in the mood for lots of pink.

Here's some pretty rooms taken from my Pinterest files.

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We've got some really pretty Valentine things at Pier 1.

A nice rose wreath

cute garden flag

felt heart garland

This is my favorite thing we have. 

I'm tempted to get myself but I'm making my decorations.

little glitter owl ornaments

and a big glitter owl

Sally came home yesterday from the vet.

She is just fine...and super cheerful.

Staying at the vet didn't seem to damage her emotionally.

Rosie is a little better today. 

We took her again to the vet yesterday because 

she still wasn't eating.

She has had us very worried.

I thought Sally's illness was because of stress but the fact that 

Rosie came down with the same thing makes me think something got all 

stirred up in my backyard with the sewer line replacement and they must have eaten 

something they shouldn't have...so add $800 in vet bills on to the $4,000 sewer line cost.

I'm just hoping the others don't get sick too.

So far they all act fine.

Sally and Rosie are the biggest culprits for eating things they shouldn't.

So I'm guessing that is why they got sick.

...Dogs...

Makes you wonder how any dog ever survived in the wild.

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The Sullivan Ballou Letter

Love Letter

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The following is a letter which was part of the documentary - 

"The Civil War a film by Ken Burns" which ran on PBS many years ago. 

For years a hard copy of this letter was stuck to the front of my refrigerator. 

In case you have not read it before I wanted to share here on this day before Valentine's.

Never was a love expressed more deeply or eloquently.

July 14, 1861
Camp Clark, Washington

My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .

I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .

Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .

Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861. His widow who was only 24 never remarried.

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Now, how about a few pretty pictures?

Yes....more pink....

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