As usual, I’m looking for something I can’t find. And I thought–
“maybe it’s in the old blue trunk!” and so I took a look: (you can, too)
My grandmother gave me the trunk a long time ago–and it was sort of
an old tan color. I painted it blue–though not quite the blue in the photos
because my camera was running out of juice . . . still this is what it looks
like—–Wait! let’s start with what my grandmother looked like:
I loved my grandmother and for a
long time she lived next door to us.
She taught me how to crochet and
tat. She used to make crocheted
covers for bars of soap–and they
ended up looking like turtles–cute.
She could make a little costume for
a tiny doll, too. She taught me a
solitaire game and how to play rummy.
So this is the picture of the old blue trunk—and the inside of the cover had
–still has–a pretty photograph someone pasted in—my grandmother? her
mother? some day I’ll show you a photo of her mother . . .(yes, I think I know
where that is . . .) Click on photos to enlarge.
And then . . .wow! is THAT where Raggedy Ann is!! I know someone
who will be surprised to see this photo!
Some interesting old doll clothes—all from a wardrobe for
a special doll:
Who is the special doll who has this fantastic wardrobe? Why “Susan” of
course—she with her hand crocheted sweater and hat, and fabulous woolen
tailored plaid outfit—–
Well, the doll wasn’t in the trunk—and guess what ELSE wasn’t in the trunk.
Naturally, the thing I’m looking for wasn’t in the trunk, but still I had
a nice afternoon reminiscing. (spell that!)