Drat, Drat, Drat, Sometimes I wonder if this blog is a good idea! While writing, I notice alarming tendencies in me towards the packrat. Yeah, like that is a surprise, but just this week I realized there is a sneaky little collection forming on my shelves. How did that happen? Well, to start off with, this little lady has a lot to answer for.
I spotted her in a random bag of stuff at Goodwill last week, and she was so darn cute, I had to rescue her. She is only about 2 inches long, and used to have a tag that said souvenir of somewhere, can’t read it any more. OK, minor purchase, no problem. Then I continued through the bag and found these.
Now you gotta admit they are pretty darn funny. Each figure stands about 3 inches tall. They are marked Made in Japan. You can just hear Basin Street Blues playing can’t you? Well, not too much shelf space, now wait a darn minute here. How many wooden whimsies are already there? Oh shoot. Better fess up. It started with Mom and Dad and their not so bright son Wilber.
Had to have him right? Now while this was going on, other things were creeping in as well. Found both of these nutty things at estate sales. Both hand made folksy items. Love the pig. His eyes, ears and tail are inserted in such a way, that they are movable. Again tiny, keep in mind the squirrel is made of walnuts.
Then a couple of years ago at Savers, Deb and I found a whole herd of these crazy carved wooden animals. I only purchased the Ostrich, as he cracked me up peeking up out of the egg. Notice the change in position on the head and neck in the two photos.
I can at least feel virtuous about these, as Deb bought the rest of them! I will let her add her photo here, and you can see how controlled I was!
And last but not least a few more folk items. Two were tourist things. Souvenir of Georgia and Alabama, go figure. One is a moonshine still and the other, a cupboard with a pot in it, and musical symbols on the door. I don’t get it, but I bought it! The last item is one of those hand carved things where the chain, free floating balls and cage are all made out of one piece of wood. I admire the carvers ingenuity and skill, and I can’t leave these.
The piece with the balls is only about 2 1/2″ long, so, still small, and still taking up shelf space. I am not sure how I am going to justify this stuff, but I think I will just NOT admit it to my hubby, and hope everything stays small! Here’s to the rescuers in all of us, and a hope for everyone’s “closet” collections!
[Deb] I’m hijacking Kathy’s True Confession post because I have one wooden item that I got at an estate sale, and it definitely belongs in this post:
He is hand-carved, four inches tall, and has writing on the barrel that says “… Processed … the Hidden q.t.”. When you slip him out of his barrel, he is “all man” if you know what I mean, which I suppose is the q.t. part. God alone knows why I bought this; I keep it hidden in my doll room. There, confession is good for the soul.