Wednesday – nailed it

It’s 52°F rainy and dreary.
I don’t have anything much to post about, so I thought I’d share a photo that I took way-back in 2008.
I’ve always liked this photo, I don’t know why though, perhaps because it’s simple and rustic looking to me.

 

I wish you all a nice rest of the week.

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2016 WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Chaos

2016 WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
~Chaos~

“This week, let’s embrace disorder and its creative power.”11-8-2016-wpcchaos

I’m doing several crafting projects right now. Over the past few days I’ve brought several supplies into my kitchen to have handy. I use the top of my sewing cabinet to hold my supplies until I need them. The supplies have piled up and at first glance look like chaos.

 Wishing you all fun with the WP photo challenge!

 

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2016 WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Nostalgia

2016 WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
~Nostalgia~

What kinds of experiences stir emotions for the past within you?

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Baking a cake always makes me feel nostalgic and always makes me miss my Mom.
My Mom was one of the best cook and bakers that I’ve ever known. I’ve so many fond memories of her culinary creations.
Whenever Mom would put a cake in the oven, she’d warn us not to walk heavy, jump, stomp or run through the house because it would make the cake fall.
With a smile in my heart for Mom, I usually ask my family to walk lightly when I have a cake in the oven.

 Wishing you all sweet nostalgic thoughts
& fun with the WP photo challenge!

*Just a note
I’m guessing a store-bought box cake mix wouldn’t be as apt too fall because they’re so mathematically engineered for maximum results.
I suppose a cake made from scratch with plain flour, baking soda or baking powder might have a bigger chance of falling.

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A Half Century of Garden Doll

Once upon a time circa the late 1800’s or the early 1900’s a family lived at a home-place snug in the southern countryside. Unfortunately, sometime in the early/mid part of the 1900’s, the homeplace burned and the family sold the land and moved away.

The ruins of the burned homeplace were cleared and the land went back to scrub and wilderness. After many years had passed, the new owner sold the land to my parents.

It was the mid-sixties. Our house didn’t set on the same spot where the original house had sat. The area where we think the house had burned was really flat. My folks cleared trees and underbrush and made a huge garden. There wasn’t any sign that a house had been there except for the bits of broken things that was unearthed from disking the soil and washed up by rains.

My Garden doll pieces collection started with my finding a little bisque doll leg. I was about 6 years old then and oh what a treasure it was. I’d never seen a bisque doll before.  I walked the garden as often as possible after that, especially after rains. Over the years, I found a couple of body pieces and I was sure that one day I’d find the head and rest of it.

I spent alot of time as a child walking the garden hoping to find any treasure that might have surfaced. Rocks mostly and broken bits of dinnerware was the usual, sometimes an old rusty piece of metal, but every now-and-then, something wonderful would surface. The coolest of the findings were the doll parts, a bottle, a coin and an old thimble. The doll parts have always been like my special little treasures. I never had the heart to throw them away. The funny thing is, that I kept the leg and body parts for decades. I even moved a half dozen times and I still hung on to the little box of broken dirt stained parts. Isn’t that strange?dpartsDuring the Summers of 2007 & 2008, my brother, who still lives at our family home place, found part of a doll face , a doll hand, 2 doll feet and miscellaneous other parts as well. My brother sent me the doll parts to add to the slowly growing doll parts collection. My brother became quite knowledgeable about the antique dolls after he found the doll face. He and I had many conversations about the doll parts and the antique methods of the body styles and makings of dolls. There were so many clever and creative ways that dolls were made and put together back then that there is no telling what any of the dolls originally looked like that our parts went too.

famdolI’ve wondered many times about the little girls that originally owned the dolls. I feel they must have been so sad and unhappy to lose their precious little playmates from the fire and moving away. At that time in the south, bought dolls were quite a special thing for country folks to have. I picture in my mind the little girls giving the dolls life, making them dance and sing; giggles and tea parties and sleeping snugly in their little arms. It must have been such good fun to share so many precious moments with the little bisque dolls.

The gardening days of our old home-place has passed for now. The doll parts collection ends with the ones I have. No more treasures will be found unless erosion uncovers them or a puppy-dog digs them up. I realize our garden doll will never hold any value for anyone except for the nostalgic and sentimental value I feel about it. It’s a fun heirloom and brings a bittersweet nostalgic smile to my heart. I’m happy to be the keeper of this treasure.

I occasionly search for info on any of the doll parts or the dolls they go to. I would love to hear any info that you may have and share with me about these parts or these old dolls?

Wishing you all happy treasure finds this week!

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