COMPANY!!

For some time, we have been harboring a secret (and I could hardly contain myself) from Auntie Glenda and Cousin Pip – a new big sister for Pip has been staying at the house for a couple of months.  She told us her name was Amethyst, and she’s a cutie.  She has purple hair, just like Pip, so we knew right away they were destined.  Not even Auntie Glenda knew she was here, so we are all beside ourselves with excitement for this visit. That’s Amethyst in the main photo with all the Ruruko cousins surrounding her. So cute, though she looks a wee bit overwhelmed.

And yesterday, Auntie Glenda and Pip finally came!  They are here for just over a week.  Tomorrow is Auntie Sara’s eldest daughter’s art showcase at her high school (Center for the Arts), something they do twice a year.  My bean made sure Auntie Glenda knew she could come a bit early and get to attend this spring showcase with the rest of the family.  They will all also attend a friend’s wedding in another week.  Lots of doings for Bean, Aunties, little Beans, and Cousins.

And when Auntie Glenda and Pip go home, Cousin Kestrel is going with them for a nice visit until they come back in June.  Kestrel and Amethyst have already met, and they are the same size, so I know they will have fun together and it won’t seem so strange since they’ll be with each other.  And they will have more than a week to get to know and love cousin Pip before they leave.  My bean says she may need to get busy making some sleeping bags for them.  Pip is all out of sorts over where Kestrel will stay since her house is…well, Pip sized rather that Kestrel/Amethyst size.  It’s a good thing that Pip had no idea there would be two bigger girls going home with her or she’d have been a complete mess.  I’m sure this thought will strike her soon, so there may be some sort of melt down.

But for now, we have wonderful visitors and all sorts of fun stuff going on here.

I hope you have fun stuff going on where you are too.

They are home

Smidge, Goobie, and the Bean (doesn’t that sound a bit like a book title or a film?) are home.  I know they were worn out.  Smidge and Goobie didn’t even want to emerge from the Pinkmost Capsule for three days, and the Bean went to bed early and got up late every day.  They seem to be normalizing now, which is somewhat of a relief.

They reported that lots of Spiller and Arrietty dolls as well as a Homily and a Pod were born in Arkansas.  The dolls come from a book series about them, The Borrowers.  They are little people who live in the walls, beneath the floor boards, and anywhere near humans from which they borrow.  No humans?  They must move to find some since they are primarily dependent on the humans’ larders, gardens, and crumbs. Missing something?  It’s been put to good use by the borrowers.

Now the Bean, who mostly finished her Spiller, Spiller

who she’s admired for many years in the form of a head carved by Janet Cordell (see above photo of Janet’s head), is heavily into scavenging the trash, watching the gutters, and saying a lot of “don’t throw that out!”  Bottle caps have become plates, safety pins are towel racks, and all manner of what we once might have called disposable suddenly has its uses.  Bean says her Spiller is not up to par with Janet’s Spiller, but he will be welcomed no matter what. Hopefully, he’ll be finished soon and we can show him off.

Naturally, as you may have guessed, she plans to make her dollhouse sized Borrowers a house, furnished primarily with castoffs borrowed from the human world.  She’s developing a fine collection – a cogwheel for the fireplace, her matchbox dresser, made in Arkansas, and a Champagne cork stool.  She needs to finish carving her Spiller and then get to work carving Homily (the mother), Arrietty (the young daughter), and Pod (the papa).  I do love a new project, as does the Bean, and no doll is complete without a place to sleep.  Happily, these new friends are small enough that Spiller could actually bunk in with me if necessary… and if he wanted to.  I’ll tell him that when next I see him.  He’s a bit elusive, that Spiller, and he’s very much the silent type.

The perfect housemate.