This is a good day to write a "composition" as there is no school because of the big snow. I unpacked the big Green Mountain Coffee box filled with ten Bundles, including a Camilla, all set neatly sitting in their places by Tim, just retrieved from the Hartford Welcome Center where they spent a month wondering if they would see Silvio and their other brothers and sisters again. Imagine their reactions when they returned to the gallery and saw someone wearing an outfit having the same fabric as they have. Maybe they were drinking coffee! Who was the loudest?
When you let your kids leave the house, you can only trust that they will be safe and be good. Ten of our people were transported in a couple travel totes that symbolize packing up for a fair, especially for Silvio, our welcomer and babysitter. He was especially sad to see a couple of his favorites be chosen, but we assured him they could not be sold and would want to come back to him. Where did they go?
At least some days we are! Actually retirement began on November 30, 2005, followed by the journey of a lifetime across the US, connecting with my SCA federal agency partners and our family. But that is history. Our local bookstore owner asked me at a Boxing Day party how many hours a day I worked making dolls. I don't really call it work, but it is about four hours daily that I play at creating treasures. To hear from a customer that her doggie doll "is really extraordinary. It was such a pleasure working with you throughout the creative process," makes it all the more favorite four hours a day.
What did we do in our retirement in 2013?
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?