Little Pink Cottages

I just love thatched cottages. There is something so nostalgic and wonderful about the way they look. They have the whole Hansel and Gretal look to them. Close your eyes and just imagine living in a pink thatched cottage. Cant you just smell the wonderful baking that must come from it. And the shiny wood floors. Lacy white curtains adorning the windows and maybe a dutch door off the kitchen looking out over an herb garden.

Of course no cottage is complete without a white picket fence with a gate leading to the front door. Open the screen door and it will surely creak. A wonderful porch to sit on in the evenings, watching the fireflies light up.

A pink house is a true statement. It says to the world. I am special! I am cared for! I am loved! It speaks of a life that is slower. Where women take time out each day to enjoy a wonderful cup of tea. To prune the roses, and make a bouquet for the dining room table.

I love the porch on this house. The trim is wonderful. Inside of me there is a pink house. There are special rituals I do each day that are just for me. Special things that I splurge on that make me feel special. Take time for yourself ladies and make your special time count.

This reminds me of my grandmother. She was an extraordinary woman who cared for her children, home, husband and worked a full time job all of her life. She was an artist, seamstress, but she really would shine in the garden. Her herbs were always fresh, she grew all of her vegetables for canning. But she always made room for beauty in her life. She lived in a very small 4 room house. It was decorated with things that were created by her. She never threw anything away so she always had plenty of craft stash to work with. Her garden would have looked like this. She really knew how to smell the roses.

This week I will be participating in my first Pink Saturday! I hope you will stop by. I have several new things to share with you!

Thanks to everyone who sent well wishes. I feel fine and will be up early tomorrow to go treasure hunting!

Blessings,

Lorri