Dawn and Pippa Vintage Dollhouse Dolls For Sale

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Oh, my ghoul all those monsters have flown out the door. I'm meeting Arthur, my new puppy, on Thursday, but I want to register his AKC and get him a harness. Plus, I want to take my grade school girlfriend away for the night at the 1777 Americana Inn in Ephrata. She needs a break. We'll have such fun. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is looking forward to meeting his new brother, Sir Frankie Crisp, according to his breeder, David King. TTYL...

Fort Hunter, Liverpool, & More

  On my way back from Gettysburg in April I missed the York exit and wound up on route 15, an hour out of my way. I passed Liverpool along the Susquehanna, and told Ron. He surprised me yesterday with a tour of the 1755 stone house at Fort Hunter, Liverpool Union Cemetery, Grumpy's Books, and a fabulous forties diner. Picture memory ebooks and paperbacks are in the works. Meanwhile, I'm going to be getting my puppy soon. The Grady Twins sold so fast that I've been getting attacked by toy hacks, and people want my monsters. I have too many. I still haven't gotten to stay in the garden room at the 1777 Inn in Ephrata across from the cloister, so I will be listing another monster collection soon. You can fight over them. Dawn and Pippa? Not sure. We'll see... TTYL...

 

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The Three Witches Magic Shoppe Adventures in Doll Land

 Now available in all formats The Three Witches Magic Shoppe Adventures in Doll Land is my best work. Follow the three witches throughout Collinsport Quarter from The Magic Shoppe where they practice doll therapy to The Collins Port Inn and Marie's Chateau. 

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More Dreams 2/28

 Dreamt that I put Shiner out at night, and he slipped under a puddle on the back porch. He was totally submerged for a few seconds before resurfacing. I brought him in to dry him off. I had left the door open a crack, and when I turned around to look there was a big silly black dog trying to get in, looked like a mix between a Pit Bull and a Boston Terrier. He was rolling his eyes and wagging his tongue. When I called Ron to come see the dog was gone and suddenly the porch had become a sort of alley. There was a tall dark haired boy with a white cap saying something I can't recall. I thought he was gay. When I looked down at his feet his ankles were very long and too slim. He was wearing short turn-of-the-century styled pants with yellow and pink polka dotted socks. 

The following dream began on the steps of the front foyer. I was with Ron and had received an unexpected package from England. It was a Pippa doll, Jasmine, with a homemade cardboard head. She had no nose or mouth. The head was bigger than the Pippa dolls. Otherwise, she was beautiful. She had a long thick wig pulled back in a top knot with an amazing hair piece: a pin with teeny tiny dolls and animals wound round. Her legs bent, and she wore long white stockings and lovely handmade Asian sandals. Her kimono was blue with black and white designs with a black obi. I told Ron she was a very valuble doll, and that I'd forgotten I'd ordered her, she took so long to arrive. I removed her head, and there was pink ribbon round her neck peg. I was thinking I had to give her a replacement head when I woke believing she was real. 

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