When my husband and I first started dating, he would write me love notes in the most unexpected places. The first one was written on a small piece of tree bark. It had been left on the desk where he was studying one night. While we were talking, I picked it up absentmindedly and fiddled with it for several minutes before unrolling it to find the simple message, "I Love You." I still have that first note somewhere, even though I'm sure it has disintegrated into dust. This latest one was written on the driveway earlier this week. It took me awhile to notice it as well. It's nice to know that after sixteen years, he still wants to write me love notes and that he can still surprise me with them.
Happy Love Thursday and Celebration Thursday.
8 comments:
That is very sweet.
Thanks for the comment on my iris photo. Funny thing - it was really windy, so it wouldn't sit still! What you don't see is my other hand holding the stem to get the shot :D
is that ever sweet -- celebration indeed!
AH! NO way. Too sweet.
Well, how sweet is that?? What a great celebration of love. :)
That is about the sweetest thing ever!
that is so romantic. *sigh*
Awww. That's the sweetest thing I"ve heard in a long time.
that is SO sweet! He is definitely a keeper. You picked a good one, honey.
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