Showing posts with label vintage postcards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vintage postcards. Show all posts

3/05/2011

Erin Go Bragh

Since I share vintage postcards all the time I'm guessing that I have already posted this one. Oh well. I am sure you will be getting many duplicates over time.

If you are interested in the origins of the phrase Erin go Bragh then click HERE. For all I know, I have probably already shared that as well. I get so confused!

Along those same lines - my advice for any person starting a blog - be SURE to use tags correctly and smartly when posting from the very beginning. It will help so much in finding things in the future! I wish so badly that i had done that.

2/16/2011

It's all about the green...

I'm pretty excited this year because I have time to decorate for St. Patty's Day. I don't have much stuff, but what I do have I love. And I haven't been able to use it in years it seems -- but since Easter is not until April 24th this year - I will have plenty of time to enjoy some green before the bunnies make their appearance!

2/12/2011

Happy Valentine's Day -- Freaky Vintage Style

Apparently people ripping out of hearts said I love you in days gone by...

Seriously. Who came up with this idea? And it was definitely a thing because I have come across a tone of them. Kids. Adults. Whole bodies. Just faces. You name it - you can find it ripping out of a heart.

{via cardcow.com}

11/17/2010

7/04/2010

Happy Birthday America!

"Where liberty dwells, there is my country."
~Benjamin Franklin

"All we have of freedom, all we use or know -
This our fathers bought for us long and long ago."

~Rudyard Kipling, The Old Issue, 1899

"Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves."
~Abraham Lincoln


"There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured by what is right with America."
~William J. Clinton

2/02/2010

12/07/2009

I'm disturbed.

So I just went to one of my favorite sites, cardcow.com to look at some vintage Christmas postcards and I come across this one. It frightens me on so many levels. Kinda like the vintage ornament that used to be on my mom and dad's Christmas tree that was a picture of Santa stuffing a screaming and kicking child into his sack. Lol. We still talk about that one in our family. I wish I could find a picture of it.