For whatever reason, they sort of reminded me of moon beams ... perhaps their shape. They began calling for 'this and that'. We want gold faces. I want a crown! We both want roses. On and On ... what could I do. This was the result.
They refuse to be separated. What's more, they are demanding their own housing. "We don't want to hang around on some wall getting dusty. We have a right to decent shelter!" Cheeky are they not. So now I'm out looking to buy a house! I think a very large Nicho would be perfect. Don't know if they make them that large. I'll keep you posted. For now, I'm house hunting for the Moonbeam Babies.
"The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves."
Carl Jung
Carl Jung
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See what I mean! You can take these two tattered dolls and turn them into treasurers. Yes, they need a roof over their heads.
I will send a photo to a good friend who is an expert on dolls and see what she has to say about them. Will keep you posted.
Today I unpacked Christmas decorations and at least have the living room looking more festive. It took me all day and I'm tired. Thus, I decided to check messages and blogs.
You inspire me so!
Hugs,
Carolyn
Thanks Carolyn! You have no idea how much I needed something nice to be said to me today. Thank You! I would be interested to know about the dolls ... they came from Eastern Canada ... they are Black and I have never seen that shape before. I have no idea how they would have looked in their original condition. Just interesting isn't it.
I've got some lights and up and a pointsettia this year. That's it 'til the house is finished. Glad you have your living room looking lovely. Are you having company for Christmas? Thanks for dropping by, Carolyn. I've missed you.
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