It looks like it is going to happen, Thomas’ letters won Miss Blossom’s heart and she is gathering up her belongings and waiting for him to come and take her away. Aunt Edith has been on her bed bawling her eyes out for days~
A young lady needs her things

the pans are made from lids, the cast iron skillet is carved from wood, the spoons were copper wire, flattened and shaped
Off to Oregon and their new life together~
~as Blossom was saying~ “and when I was four my daddy got me a pony for my birthday and mama said he had been foundered because his hooves grew too long and he was too fat, but thin ponies got it too, so Daddy sold him and I remember how much I cried, but they said they would find me another one, but they never did, then when I was six~ ~ ~”
This was going to be a long long journey, Thomas wondered if he might have made a mistake~







I can’t believe I had never seen this wagon before your post this week it is amazing and so are your many talents.
Anna, I need to show you next time you come. It was so much fun to make. When I started I only planned to make the wagon, then all the other stuff just grew from there. I put ZZ’s Lasagna on today’s blog~
Oh my goodness, Rita, the detail on all the accessories is fantastic! It’s so much fun to look at them all, and I love that you tell how you made them — very creative “McGuyver’ing” on your part
. That is one full wagon!! Very nice that it’s kept on display at the museum.
Glenda, as always nice of you to comment. One day I will do a bog on our museum. It is neat and clean and has everything from thousands of marbles in huge jugs which a teacher collected, to a wooden leg. I know you are having a nice week~ Rita