Tiny Toys

 

Tiny toys. How I treasure them. 

This vintage (?) Jack-o'- lantern stole my heart and I cried when RH accidentally knocked him off and broke one leg. Now he sits in a safer place above my kitchen sink and after Halloween is over moves to a dresser in my bedroom, year round.

Can you spot BreeBree outside the window just above Jack? The dachshund salt and pepper shakers were a gift from Court years ago, more tiny treasures.

Here's two more tiny toys that live in my kitchen year round.

I don't know why I love them so much. 

I know the Good Book says to put away childish things when you become a man, but after all, I'm a woman. 

A woman who loves tiny toys. Maybe because I never had a dollhouse? 

Happy Halloween! to anyone who happens to drop in on my practically abandoned Across the Way.

Dracula wishes you a Happy Halloween and says you're the treat to his trick!

(And he was in my Halloween card from daughter Christy years ago. I save everything.)