First it snows and then the sun shines. But it gets better. First, I guess, were the splendid birthday cards and calls, including the singing King family. Silly Facebook. I have recovered my business page, but I had well wishes galore through this medium including my favorite Peruvian exchange son from 22 years ago. To top it off was the presence of three special girls at the St. Luke's Christmas Tea to celebrate. Momma, Beatrice and Shiloh made a special trip, singing in the truck all 70 miles. Lew joined us and then we sent them back home to the boys with my veggie pizza and their carrot cake promise for the near future. But, there is much more.
We have done it all this fall - all within about three weeks. We have discovered the best recipe - do it all.
For heaven's sake, my boys and girls made a sensation on our hometown Chester Green at the Rotary sponsored Chester Festival on the Green this past weekend. Who lead the ruckus?
Here sits my sweet furry buddy, Silvio, upon the special journal given to me by my daughter Kate. Not sure if he wants to be close to her or to me, but he begs that question. So...A new face? Grocery list? Dolls for Lew to photograph for the web? Bills to pay? A blog? If I'm in the blog, it's okay!
Sisters are for sharing, 1, 2, 3. Sometimes I share with you. Sometimes you share with me. This was a little ditty my girls would sing when someone wasn't sharing properly. Imagine this: Two sisters sharing a sealed box. Old friend Stephanie would say as I was shipping a doll order, "What? No air holes?" I can just hear the muffled jingle.
Who is the finest of them all? Each and every one of the Bundle doll images pasted on the garage wall on Saturday, June 15 are perfect, especially the relationship of the doll to the paster. We are not a billboard but a serious Vermont attraction! If we're away for an afternoon for a birthday, ballgame or food expedition, our handsome gnome sends visitors to see the mural and leave a message. Even our chipmunks have a curious interest.
I feel a blog coming on! Not sure if it's because we hung out with old friends at the Weston Playhouse picnic last evening or because I am full of joy about sharing my four favorite things - family, food, flowers and my dolls. Fortunately, today will be an off and on rainy day, so our dream to plant the vegetables and the dahlia bulbs is out right now. Excitement looms from our doll mural pasting event on Saturday. By the way, we had sunshine, a perfect day. Ready to hear my song?
The back of our garage faces Mt. Flamstead. That mountain and the fields below that border our property are beautiful any season, but especially in summer. The idea of decorating the garage is not new as we intended to have our Arizona girls collaborate to create their visions of the Southwest. The surface was specially prepared, primed and painted in a brilliant white background. After several years of waiting, we realized the mural was just not going to happen. Intentions were honorable. On our most recent visit this winter driving with Kate and Kelly to the Kane Ranch on the Colorado Plateau, we were introduced to wheat pasting murals. Why not decorate our "billboard" with dolls? View image
Yes, it is here in its glory and has been for a couple weeks. Those peepers; what a din. Love those daffodils; stay awhile. No more wood fires. The furnace is clean and off. All the doors of rooms upstairs are open and Silvio is checking in every one upstairs, remembering all his favorite spots on sills and in baskets, following the sun. Gardening happens to be our favorite activity right now even though I should be indoors and diligently finishing four dolls a week. I'll make it. I always do.
During these winter days in retirement we spend much of our time in the Heritage Room at the back of the house where the wood stove cranks incredible warmth. Another form of warmth is here--our lovely silver cat Silvio, always cozy with the wood box, his girls or us. True coziness is prevalent in all shapes, sizes and colors. Everywhere dolls surround us. They aren't allergic to cats! They don't eat much.
They create no laundry. They don't talk back. On occasion, the Gossip Chair holds two girls, and given the opportunity, they launch into mischief and adventure and make good stories to write and illustrate like the one about Julie and Kimberly. But the truth is these dolls of gold simply give warm pleasure to people of all ages whether they are bed pals or room decorations. Given to the young, these soft loving treasures become friends forever and value of precious things is learned and remembered.