Oh dear, please forgive me but it's Saturday and I had the privilege of sleeping late this morning!!! Anything past 8am is late in my book. ;)
Today is a beautiful day. Yesterday was even a more beautiful day. Dad had another surgery and everything went fine, but he will probably have at least one more surgery to come again soon. Also, yesterday was my niece's high school homecoming. She is a Junior Maid on homecoming court and I spent the day with her celebrating! Of course tomorrow, get ready to hear all about it...I have a LOT of bragging to do!!!! ;)
Oh heck...I just can't help myself...here's a sneak peek!
Isn't she beautiful? And if you are wondering, YES...that IS her REAL hair color! What we wouldn't pay to look like that, right? ;)
So this morning, I woke up to another beautiful day. I sat on the floor and I opened a present (one of 3) from Sandy in the morning sunlight. Don't you just love the morning sunlight?
I ripped open the priority envelope and found this...
Does she love me or what? She KNOWS it's my birthday MONTH! ;)
Are you ready for what you are about to see?
I'm warning you now...
- What you are about to see is gorgeous!
- You ARE going to be SO jealous!
- You are going to wish you knew where I lived so you could come steal it while I'm sleeping!
- I will not be responsible for any irregular breathing this may cause you...
I'll take it slow for you...
Are you still there?
Okay...here goes. This is the full cover...Don't forget to breathe!
Isn't this beautiful? This is an album, sort of an autograph album from 1901! Yes...1901!!!!
It once belonged to Stella Logue of First Fork, Pa.
And was given to her by C. E. Logue on January 11, 1901
She had many friends and family members sign her beautiful album...
First Fork, Pa. ~ January 1901
My dear Stella,
Remember this, and bear in mind
A true friend is hard to find.
There you find one good & true
Changes not our old one for a new.
Ever your friend,
I turned the brittle thin pages to read some more...
First Fork, Pa. ~ January 1901
To yourself be true
And it shall follow as the night the day.
Thou can not they be false to anyone.
And as I turned the pages, little bits of the page flaked to the floor.
First Fork, Pa. ~ January 26, 1901
When your standing at the tub,
think of me before you rub.
I love the beautiful handwriting and aging around the edges...
First Fork, Pa. ~ January 17, 1913
Miss Stella Logue,
School Teacher at Wharton, Pa.
Just think of me. "Sit."
And I love the fragility at my fingertips.
First Fork, Pa. ~ January 18, 1902
A little boy was dreaming
upon his nurse's lap,
That all the starts dropped
from the sky
and fell into his cap.
every your friend,
I love the time worn and lovingly aged pages...
October 29, 1906
Remember me when far far off when
woodpecker died of whooping cough.
James F. Lamb Jr.
I love the innocence of it all.
I love that I have a piece of 108 years of history.
I love that I have a part of someone's life.
I love that Sandy rescued this from someone who may not appreciate it as much as I do.
I love that even though Stella may be gone from this world, she is still being thought of today, in such a loving way.
It's amazing what the morning light brings, even after a century has passed.
What little sentiments are you leaving behind for others to find?