Sunday, November 19, 2017
My favorite things 47
In the olden days, toys were from a different planet than they are now. For one thing, there weren't so many of them, and for another, they weren't made of plastic. I have only two really old toys, which I suppose belonged to my dad and his brother. They're small, just two inches tall, and now they live on top of the type case in my living room in a prime display spot.
The painted metal dog, made in Germany (appropriate, because he appears to be a German shepherd), has an extra attraction: his head bobs on a spring.
I don't have many things from my parents' childhoods -- a doll quilt from my mother, these two toys from my dad. So these are special.