Dreams

When I was young I had a favourite book.

Cinderella

The pictures were beautiful of a young girl in a flowing gown

I suppose that thought must have stayed with me.............

Yesterday my son in love

came to do some work in my bedroom

I took all the 'stuff' off the window sill and elsewhere

and shoved it on the chest.

When I got up this morning I thought

'that looks good....I think I'll blog about it'

So here I am

I have collected these

for a very long time...I just love the flow of the skirts

and the 'freeness' of the women

They seem to have not a 'care in the world!'

This one in particular seems to remind me of the pictures in the book

It's something to do with the pattern on the skirt

Darn it....I wish I could just find the book

and show you!!

These 2 were bought in 1984 and seem

not to have as much expression on their faces!

Royal Doulton were selling  statues

for each month of the year

with a (fake) gemstone of the month on the bodice. 

 My mother bought one for each of us

including herself

This is mine.......

A few months ago she gave me hers

and I had to laugh.

Mine had brown hair (well my hair was brown once)

though to 'fess up...it never looked like that!

Hers was.....

naturally chestnut until only a few years ago!

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The other things on the top of the chest

 that

I would like to mention....

The little vase of flowers.

When I was in the USA two years ago

a friend made two of these specially for me.

The work that went into making

each of these small flowers in beads

must have been so painstaking and long

and yet she did it for me and I am so grateful for her skill, time but most of all care and.....

Christian love for me!!

Thank you Heather!!

The other...........

of Cinderella

 you have already seen.

I bought it, for myself, when I was with  

my grand-daughter in a Disney store in London.

I suppose that I could see myself, like Cinderella, standing at the top of the steps........

waiting for my Prince Charming!

In fact I found my Prince nearly 46 years ago.

He's downstairs snoring...I mean sleeping peacefully.

With all that has been happening in my life recently

it would be nice to have a Prince come and

take me away from it all.

I am so grateful that I know in whose scarred hands

I trust my future

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