Waiting Patiently
The theme for “Smile on Saturday” for the 9th of July is “from the ground” (and look straight ahead). The thought that struck me for the theme was to have a toy left on the floor, forgotten and neglected, but being the old softie that I am, the idea of a neglected toy was too much for my kind heart. So I decided that rather than neglected, my toy should be waiting… patiently… as all good toys do, for when you need them for unconditional love, a cuddle, or to forget the worries and woes of the world, embrace your inner child and just play with them.
For anyone who follows my photostream, you will know that I have a teddy bear family who spend a great deal of time having adventures. There is however another member of my plush family whom I love dearly who comes out on special occasions. If you haven’t met him previously, please allow me to proudly introduce Chippy the monkey whom I have had since I was four years old (that’s a long, long time ago). The morning I photographed him, I knew the dappled sunlight from my garden would stretch into my office for a short while, so I waited until the time was right, just as Chippy waits for me to come and give him a cuddle or tell him a secret. Although Chippy is brown, I added a subtle sepia tone to give my shot more of a reminiscent feel. I hope you like my choice for the theme and that it makes you smile.
Chippy the monkey came to live with me when I was four. His name is derived from his innards, which are broken chips of hazelnut shells. He was made in America some time in the mid Twentieth Century. He features beautiful brown glass eyes, a felt face, hands and feet. He was given to me by one of my Grandfather's friends who worked in a small high street toy shop which sold a mixture of new, vintage and antique toys. Chippy was vintage at the time, and had been well loved prior, so with a few holes, some worn plush and patches, he was too worn to be sold, but my family friend knew that my gentle nature and respect for my toys meant he could find a new home with me for a long time. All these decades later, she was proven right, for he still lives with me; a bit more loved, a bit more worn and with a few more patches. He also has some red chalk marks on his right hand which I remember putting on him by accident when I was six! He wanted to draw a rose on my chalkboard and I helped him do it!
Waiting Patiently
The theme for “Smile on Saturday” for the 9th of July is “from the ground” (and look straight ahead). The thought that struck me for the theme was to have a toy left on the floor, forgotten and neglected, but being the old softie that I am, the idea of a neglected toy was too much for my kind heart. So I decided that rather than neglected, my toy should be waiting… patiently… as all good toys do, for when you need them for unconditional love, a cuddle, or to forget the worries and woes of the world, embrace your inner child and just play with them.
For anyone who follows my photostream, you will know that I have a teddy bear family who spend a great deal of time having adventures. There is however another member of my plush family whom I love dearly who comes out on special occasions. If you haven’t met him previously, please allow me to proudly introduce Chippy the monkey whom I have had since I was four years old (that’s a long, long time ago). The morning I photographed him, I knew the dappled sunlight from my garden would stretch into my office for a short while, so I waited until the time was right, just as Chippy waits for me to come and give him a cuddle or tell him a secret. Although Chippy is brown, I added a subtle sepia tone to give my shot more of a reminiscent feel. I hope you like my choice for the theme and that it makes you smile.
Chippy the monkey came to live with me when I was four. His name is derived from his innards, which are broken chips of hazelnut shells. He was made in America some time in the mid Twentieth Century. He features beautiful brown glass eyes, a felt face, hands and feet. He was given to me by one of my Grandfather's friends who worked in a small high street toy shop which sold a mixture of new, vintage and antique toys. Chippy was vintage at the time, and had been well loved prior, so with a few holes, some worn plush and patches, he was too worn to be sold, but my family friend knew that my gentle nature and respect for my toys meant he could find a new home with me for a long time. All these decades later, she was proven right, for he still lives with me; a bit more loved, a bit more worn and with a few more patches. He also has some red chalk marks on his right hand which I remember putting on him by accident when I was six! He wanted to draw a rose on my chalkboard and I helped him do it!