The latest charming doll lady I saw was at an outdoor event where we sat on straw bales and listened to Patrick Ball play his mesmerizing Celtic harp.
On the row of bales right in front of us was this dolly, alongside her Little Girl and the Girl's mommy and daddy. I couldn't decide if she was a gypsy or a babushka, but she made me want to sew a doll and dress her in a flowered skirt and a blouse with full sleeves.
Beyond the Girl in the top picture you can barely see the harpist's face up on the stage. I never got to see Long Doll's face.
She was wearing a head covering like many other people that evening, because the wind was blowing through very cold! Yes, even in the Merry Month of May.
Once the Girl grabbed her doll and I got a blurry shot of her willowiness. But she was right away tossed aside.
Long Doll seems to have fallen right asleep where she landed.