How cute - thanks for sharing
I just love the vintage Valentine card! Your blog is so beautiful, had fun catching up! K
I've collected Valentines for some years now having been born on the day.Love this vintage beauty!Carletta's Captures
This is soo cute! I love the face on the little girl. I'm also loving your Valentines this month Coralie, keep them coming!
Old valentines have a certain "something" that contemporary ones seem to lack. Is it charm? Innocence?SEEING REDTonight, my dear, I’m seeing red—Or is it puce or rose?Whatever’s going round my headIs tingling all my toes.My heart, my dear, becomes inflamedWith passion sore ablaze;Perhaps it is because I missYour glowing, crimson gaze.Whate’er the cause, my face is flushedLike a ripened cherry,No longer healthy, but inflamed—See the vessels serry*?A certain sanguine aftertasteIs clinging to my tongue,For I have kissed your ruby lips—To which the claret clung.*serry – (archaic) to crowd closely together© 2011 by Magical Mystical TeacherLady in Red
I love Your blog:) I find it yesterday and i can't do anything,because I watch the pictures:)
how sweet,wonderful photo
Very cool prize, would love to be entered.Enjoyed my visit to your blog. Have a wonderful day!
How cute - thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteI just love the vintage Valentine card! Your blog is so beautiful, had fun catching up! K
ReplyDeleteI've collected Valentines for some years now having been born on the day.
ReplyDeleteLove this vintage beauty!
Carletta's Captures
This is soo cute! I love the face on the little girl. I'm also loving your Valentines this month Coralie, keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteOld valentines have a certain "something" that contemporary ones seem to lack. Is it charm? Innocence?
ReplyDeleteSEEING RED
Tonight, my dear, I’m seeing red—
Or is it puce or rose?
Whatever’s going round my head
Is tingling all my toes.
My heart, my dear, becomes inflamed
With passion sore ablaze;
Perhaps it is because I miss
Your glowing, crimson gaze.
Whate’er the cause, my face is flushed
Like a ripened cherry,
No longer healthy, but inflamed—
See the vessels serry*?
A certain sanguine aftertaste
Is clinging to my tongue,
For I have kissed your ruby lips—
To which the claret clung.
*serry – (archaic) to crowd closely together
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Lady in Red
I love Your blog:) I find it yesterday and i can't do anything,because I watch the pictures:)
ReplyDeletehow sweet,wonderful photo
ReplyDeleteVery cool prize, would love to be entered.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed my visit to your blog.
Have a wonderful day!