I had to crop the heck out of this photo so you wouldn’t see too much of the wallpaper coming unglued. If you look to the left of the painting, you’ll see it. After many years, these things happen. I’ll have to take a serious inventory of needed repairs. On the other hand, I’m usually looking at the exterior of this dollhouse and only rarely look at the interior – mostly at Christmas time.
I am going to order more of this miniature Roseville for the Beacon Hill.
I don’t know if you remember but I have two Beacon Hills; the “finished” dollhouse we brought home after making a long trip to Philadelphia suburbs in order to retrieve it, and the unfinished kit which is still in the box. I had planned on building it and then realized that I didn’t want to. I’m going to open the box today so I can see what I might use to fix some parts of the dollhouse.
The box is heavy, big, and awkward. Wish me luck.
It may not rain today. It’s definitely cloudy out there and we have the chance of a thunderstorm both today and tomorrow, but I’m hoping they hold off. Phileas the frog is clearly living in the culvert. Don went down there yesterday and as he drew nearer, he heard him jump into the water. So he sang to him, of course.
I’ll try to get some updated photos of the porch today. The potted plants have really taken off and are growing by leaps and bounds. After mowing a few days ago, Don and I sat on the glider and gazed at the fully leafed out trees and our property and the porch and had a tremendous moment of gratitude. My dream was always to have a little cottage in the country and it seemed that it would be an impossible dream for most of my life. But it came true.
We’re so grateful.
Ruby on the porch.
Okay. Must make our second cup of coffee!
Stay safe.
Happy Friday.