“D~R~E~A~M”….♡

Hello, Welcome to Marcia’s Cottage. I’m so happy to see you today my friend. ♡ Shall we have a little tea. ♡

Happy Friday! How was your week? I’m hoping it was so very special. ♡ I had a wonderful, fun,  hectic, and WiNdY week. ♡ I Just finished sweeping the porch for the zillionth time. (Of course I’m exaggerating just a bit)

Any plans for the weekend….Are you dreaming of something fun to do?

       I’ve also been straightening up the parlor. ..

          Oh, I just that love that teacup. …The kindest Lady in the whole wide world gave it to me at one of my tea parties.♡ It says “Thank You” Her name is April, and I taught all four of her sons for second grade! Amazing.

Shall we take a peek at our little guest room.♡
       

Perhaps it might need some tidying up too. We are expecting company over the weekend. ♡

I had this banner made just for this room. I think it’s precious, and looks rather inviting…. don’t you….♡

Actually, I’m thinking I just might put my feet up, and relax for a while. …♡

     

             Now this book looks rather charming…♡
                           I do LoVe going on retreats.

                       Ahhh, this is SO nice. …♡

I have the most luxurious time,  leisurely doing nothing….but leafing through Cottage,  Gardening, or cook books. H~e~a~v~e~n~l~y.

Let’s open the window ALL the way, so we can listen to the breeze, and of course the sweet singing birds. The Spring air is so intoxicating.
I think I want to live in this room FoReVeR, and EvEr.

Oh, Oh, Oh…I think someone is at the door. ….♡ Who could it PoSsiBlY be?

Our company wasn’t suppose to arrive until…
TODAY! YIKES!

I’m wondering if you ever just get lost in the day…
And,  DrEaM, DrEaM, DrEaM…♡of course I’m hoping you do my friend. ♡

Thanks for stopping by. I hope you have a lovely
weekend. ♡ Happy May!

                                          Xoxo….
                                         Marcia

“I meant to do my work today…but a brown bird sang in the apple tree, and  a butterfly flitted across the field, and all the leaves were calling me.”
Richard Le Galienne

Marcia
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