Oh they say when you marry in June...

... You're a bride, all your life

And the bridegroom who marries in June

Gets a sweetheart for a wife

Or so the song goes from my all time favorite movie,
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.

I know it's a favorite of many readers here too.

I'm posting this in advance of our

26th  wedding anniversary tomorrow.

                                  
We were married at 11:00 in the morning, and after a very hot reception which I barely remember, we spent our first night as Mr.& Mrs. at a little bed and breakfast in (well, of course! ) historic Savannah.

The Ballastone Inn is just my cup of tea.

Ivy covered steps lead to the formal lobby.

Breakfast is served either in the room, in one of the antique filled parlors,

or if you choose as we did,

in the little courtyard by a trickling fountain.

I snapped this picture for you last Saturday,

crouching down in the bushes with the shiny red Kodak.


The Ballastone Inn doesn't have room numbers. Instead, it has little brass plates with whimsical room names like Palmetto Fan and The Tea Olive. Our room was called Chausable. No one was able to tell us the significance of the name. I googled it once, and the closest thing that I found was "chasuable", which is part of a priest's garment. I like to think it's a regal family name instead.


We returned to the Ballastone Inn on our 10th anniversary and last year on our 25th. On the 10th, we requested our Chausable, but new owners had changed some room names, and apparently, it didn't make the cut.

The husband chose Scarlett's Retreat instead.

 (This picture is from their website.)

While we were there, he asked about the discarded brass name plates, hoping to get our hands on a little keepsake. No one knew what had become of them.

Not long after that, we moved into our current home.

A friend had heard the story and gave us the perfect gift as a housewarming.

A simple brass plate for our bedroom door.

This nondescript little trinket is likely overlooked by most visitors to our home,
 but to us it's a gift that we unwrap every time we cross the threshold.
It's a simple reminder
 that whether we're 22 or 52,
we're still that same Mr.& Mrs.,
and every room that we share
 is our Chausable.

I'm sharing this tonight on Tuesday's Unwrapped  at that wonderful blog called Chatting at the Sky.   And as a special treat for all the brides out there, just clickity click these little wedding cakes from the recent wedding of a very special new June bride...