Saturday, March 21, 2020

Spring at My Side Door

Spring officially arrived and I didn't realize it.  I checked my calendar after the fact.  I decided to do a bit of decorating to brighten the mood.

Our home in NJ has a big front door and a smaller side street door.  (We are on a corner.)  I love the pink and cream roses on this wreath on my side door.

You can see my unusual mailbox  on the left.  It is this huge wrought iron one that stands alone.  A bit fancier than I've ever had before but it came with the house.  Maybe it is waiting for a big Publisher's Clearing House Sweepstakes check! (just kidding!!) ♥

Do you have a little something spring-ish on your front/side door?

16 comments:

  1. Hi Gina~

    I don't have spring wreath on my door yet, so thank you for the beautiful reminder! I love the pink roses, they are so pretty!

    I just read your last post, and I have to agree with you on every point. I just had this conversation with my daughter. She said that there were just things that she could absolutely NOT be able to live without...like paper napkins for an example. I was raised the same way that you were raised. We ate good food, but it was simple, my parents were hard working middle class people who didn't believe in borrowing money for anything. My grandmother taught me how to make a chicken last for 5 meals and still eat good. She taught me how to make bread and mend clothes. She taught me how to do laundry without bleach...only sunshine. She even taught me how to make soap. I pray that we can all learn some lessons with this health disaster, and that we will all be a little kinder, less judgemental and more compassionate. If all of us older women would take the time to teach what we know, we could make some really amazing changes!!

    Stay safe and healthy! Love you tons!

    Hugs and Love,
    Barb

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    1. Barb, I think I need you to teach me a few things!!! I pray that we all learn to appreciate each and every day! xo

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  2. My wreath is not as pretty as yours!!

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    1. I don't know about that, Terri! I would love to see yours! :-)

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  3. Love your wreath Gina. I put a Cross on my Front Door as I do each year approaching Easter. It is especially meaningful right now.

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    1. That sounds so pretty, Arlene. I hope you post a picture soon!

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  4. Hope you get that check! lol Blessings for a good day.

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    1. From your mouth to God's ears, Mary! ♥

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  5. I have a little quilted piece that I put on the front door, but I haven't gotten to them yet, just haven't got the energy to go out in the garage and get them down from the shelving, if I make myself do it I would probably be happy for spring, even though it feels like winter

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    1. Connie, I totally understand. Thankfully, I knew where a few spring things were since I just unpacked them! Please post a picture of your quilted piece on your door when you do put it up! :-)

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  6. What a lovely wreath on your side door! We don't have anything hanging from the doors although the front door is covered with Max's nose art. Wishing you a good Monday and week!

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    1. Robin, so adorable! I am sure Max's nose art is quite lovely! :-)

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  7. How pretty! I something Spring like on my front door....birds! I hope you are well my friend. Take care! Give Lilah Rose hugs for me. I'm so glad she is there with you. Hugs, Diane

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    1. Thank you, Diane! I will give her a hug. I'm so glad she is here with me too! xo

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  8. Very pretty, goes so well with the door color. Good luck with that sweepstakes check. ~wink~
    Blessings,
    Sue

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    1. If only, Sue.... I wonder if anyone really wins those checks!!! ♥

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