I'm always on the lookout for interesting kitschy Niagara Falls doodads. Some of my finds:
The little kilted doll is actually from Toronto, sort of in the same neighborhood. My dad bought that for me when I was about five. She used to do a jittery stiff-legged dance, but the wind-up key is long gone.
Sorry the pictures are a bit wonky. The little orange pitcher was bought in an antique shop and had a little note inside (still there) saying it was bought on an 1880s honeymoon. Cool, huh?
Gratuitous Lucy picture alert. She's now six months old and a complete delight, getting more trustworthy every day (although there was a tiny little incident involving morsels from the cat litter box this past week...).
This is our third Westie, and the first to really love playing with toys. She rolls around with them, throws them in the air, chases them around. Very entertaining. And we appreciate that she even enjoys playing with the expensive toys we've been suckered into buying.
I spent most of my down time this past week knitting. I'm pleased to say I'm nearly done with repeat 19 of Kimono Shawl #2. I love this pattern.
Moving into the home stretch AND, God help me, already planning the next lace project.