A gift to my sister Mary from some friends and neighbors in Mt Vernon, NY.
She wasn’t played with either, just like the italian doll I posted yesterday.
Her white clothing has yellowed even though she’s been wrapped up and tucked away.
I’m still amazed at how different angles and backgrounds create such a varied look.
You can write the captions.
It was Janet of Sustainabilitea blog, ( This,that and the other thing/ Looking at life through writing and photography) who wrote in a comment “these photos would make great puzzles”.
She was right. Thanks, Janet, for the super idea. (original post of the doll collection was just January 6th).
I went down the hill to give my friend the early birthday present and it was a cool surprise. Waiting until the actual birthday on the 29th was too long. Barb was really thrilled with the origianl idea and I told her how a fellow blogger suggested making the photo into a puzzle. Her husband thought the photo below would make a cool document of the idea come to fruition.
Here my friend Barb’s husband Rich holds up the puzzle I ordered from the photo of her doll collection.
It came in a lovely tin. Ravensburger USA in New Hampshire did a super job.
How much fun it would be to photograph collections to be made into jigsaw puzzles.
My friend Barb collects all kinds of dolls, most from her childhood, There’s a photo of her in one of the pics, holding her doll. She has a glass and wooden cupboard filled with her collection. The reflection makes it tricky to get a clean shot, I looked up Toodles and she is definitely a contemporary from our childhood years in the ’50’s. What do you collect?
Selected a dozen shots for this Weekly Photo Challenge. The photographer who created this challenge, Jon Sanwell, suggests walking around and shooting people in a variety of settings throughout the day. One of my decisions was to mix it up, peopled and unpeopled shots but the trace of humanity in the unpeopled shots.
What I documented-
Walk the dogs, cook breakfast, make coffee, catch the school bus, sit in traffic, run out of milk and go to the market, home repairs (thanks to Andy’s father’s screws and nails collection in her basement ceiling)feed the dog, put out the trash, buy a lottery ticket, gather with the family,dine with friends. Everyday life can be so fine.
Fellow bloggers respond to the challenge here
A two hour drive from Pittsburgh. My book club had a fun and memorable getaway weekend trip. We stayed at the Historic Bedford Resort.
Sunday, Joan and I went to see the National Museum of the American Coverlet– housed in a beautiful Historic Common School. A coverlet is a woven bed cover, although there were some floor coverings, too. The coverlets display changes every four months. We learned a lot about the history of the coverlets with our knowledgeable guide explaining the differences. The last photos are of the gift shop where you can purchase reproductions of the antique designs and fabric for quilters.
The Museum and Museum Shop are open daily, year round.
Hours are Monday through Saturday from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. and Sunday from noon to 4 p.m.
Admission is $6 ($5 for age 60 and over). Kids under 12 are free. Group rates available.
If you have a coverlet, you can bring it to Melinda and Laszlo Zongor and they can help date it and identify the weaving method.
The Jacquard Loom
There are looms and spinning wheels on exhibit.
This sign makes me want one! (From the archives. )
Driving to Spokane airport in the early morning(July 2006) from Okanogan, WA after visiting our brother David. This is in Wilbur, WA. Unfortunately Billy Burgers was closed when we drove by. I stopped and took just one shot of their sign.
I know I said I’d be back to “real time” blogposts starting today but the back-to-school has taken more energy and effort than I realized. Soon. Have to find a rhythm and stride. Keep or Pitch on unintentional hiatus as well, just couldn’t think about throwing anything out right now.
I read here that Billy Burgers has an extensive collection of salt and pepper shakers. Somee cool photos to shoot. And there are several crop circles in the area! I called Billy Burgers up on the phone just now and the phone rang a bit and I was worried they weren’t there-then a nice young man answered so I can report they are definitely open for business. Also, the lights that are out on the other poster’s photo have been replaced and are working great. Thanks for the good information. Here’s the address if you go. The Urbanspoon review is all positive, too. There’s a map of all Washington State Burger Joints! WOW.
Billy Burger Drive-in
506-647-5651 804 Se Main, Wilbur, WA 99185
People collect things. Here is a friend’s frog collection. Friends know people collect things and help them out by bringing one to add to the collection. I’ve talked about it before-Tim’s snowmen collection for which there is a moratorium- no more snowmen to be added! We all know someone who collects something.
I am fascinated with how it starts. The first one of a collection. I got a cool handblown glass frog from Kristin and I keep him in my China closet. He is my only frog and I like that fact. He is unique.
Once her mother’s, now in my granddaughter’s room on a shelf along with her mom and dad’s teddy bears and a doll with a purple and white crocheted outfit made by Anna’s great grandmother. The window light hit the blue skate, highlighting the plastic dangling down. I was shooting the teddy bears and got distracted with the brightly colored charms. Underneath a music box bunny rabbit Erika had as a baby. Can something from the ’80s be vintage already? I found a listing for Plastic Charm Necklace at the 80’s Museum. Today at work a teacher said she is teaching the children to say TwentyEleven not TwoThousand Eleven for the year. She asked me how I said 1985? or 1900? Hmmm.
Seemed once we hit two thousand we started saying it differently. Two Thousand, Two Thousand One, Two Thousand Two……..As I walked down the hall a song came into my head- “In the year 2525….”
When we got to the party Friday night I saw this display of snowmen in the front entrance hall. Later, I asked if I could photograph it and blog it and was given permission but I was told that the edict is, “No more snowmen!”
But the grouping is sweet. Turns out Tim never had a collection. And so the snowman collection began. But then it had to stop!
Not sure which one was the first snowman in the collection.
Steve hauled the boxes down from the third floor. I got to unearth the Santas, most of them gifts to me from friends. The Nutcracker one from Germany. And the Deborah McLaren (click to see last year’s display by Steve) painting behind. The house started to feel festive! The candles bright. We even put up the tree.