An old game reserve for a once grand hotel in the 1930's.
A cottage packed with bottles, books, and dolls.
WARNING: If you were a bit disturbed by the dolls in yesterday's post, just wait until you see the ones from this sale!
A Carom board in the box with all the pieces and instruction booklet.
A brown wooden donkey flower pot holder.
I could not even imagine how many dolls were in this house - all old.
A pair of Canadian sailor dolls.
These are keepers for now.
Especially the cute small one.
A doll I have not ever come across.
A cloth body with pressed tin head and shoulders.
I think I love her.
The rubber baby doll had been exposed to high heat at some point but his head is fine.
Two torsos.
Miss Kewpie looks a bit afraid of her companions.
Yes, four more heads.
The last two heads.
I know I love the head (only half) on the left.
Both are definitely my style.
A bottle brush tree with mercury glass beads.
Two Avon powder tins.
There had to be hundreds of Avon bottles and jars.
Plus hundreds of bottles of every description.
A print of a girl practicing first aid on her dog.
A black lunchbox.
Reading textbooks.
Keepers.
Field guides to birds.
Stacks of gospel and chorus books.
Maybe I can use this first aid manual on my dolls!
Yes, I caved.
Yes, I bought.
Yes, I am out of my junk funk.
Yes, I've got my junk groove back.
Yes, I will go out hunting this weekend.
There are five estate sales and two auctions.
Decisions must be made.
Routes must be carefully timed.
Money must be spent.
It's junk-loving time.
See y'all!
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