Thursday, January 17, 2013

Dear Valentine…

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It was just sitting in the case…waiting for me. 

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I was initially enthralled by the scrapbook cover.  The colors, the lettering, the little animal silhouettes—everything conspired—on the outside alone—to make a goner out of me. 

And then I opened it’s fragile cover, only to find…

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…this.  And this…

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What’s a girl to do?!?

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Page after page of delights awaited me…

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…and then I asked the price.  Not a goldmine asked, but much more than I felt I should pay…

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…since I don’t have a queenly sum at my disposal whenever I wish, I tried to walk away from my new-found treasure…

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…but I found I couldn’t cross the old antique shop’s threshold without it.

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My mother, who was with me, isn’t always the most persuasive when something needs to be walked away from--and so it was mine.

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…and I couldn’t have been more thrilled!  I’ve not been sorry one single day since.

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I’ve more pages to share with you very soon—pages filled with sweet little Valentines from the 1930s, and given, it seems, to a much-loved teacher by her students…

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Those dear children’s offerings, and the teacher that saved them so sweetly, have inspired a project that I’ll share with you soon…

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Sending lots of vintage love your way…

Julie

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