I have had the best mail days since I started SitWithMoi! No wonder I'm saddened that the U.S. Postal Service is going to delete Saturday delivery! How do you spell the sound of a bawling baby? Anyway, ... yesterday provided great mail as I got a package from Colorado-based poet Erin Virgil:
It contained a lovely note, a lovely miniature chair, and a lovely tiny poetry book, handbook for withdrawal! I will be writing on the poetry book in a future post, but for now would like to direct your attention to this lovely miniature chair that Erin says came from a friend's 12-year-old daughter named "Story." Story! Here is Story's Chair which has a wood frame and a lovely felt or felt-like cloth seat:
It may have been a toy, but it really has a charming presence. Here's the back of it below, and I even like the "mark" of the child -- I picture a younger Story imagining some bountiful narrative as she imposed the green crayola on the back. Yes, bountiful! Moi, as a toddler, was the type to slash a green crayola across a page and from such a mark would proclaim: "The grass is green!" So, one never knows what encyclopedic-length narrative Story might been imagining as she scrawled against that frame:
I am delighted to welcome it to SitWithMoi's collection of miniature chairs. Thank you, Erin ... and Story!
I've already created a mini-book to "shelve" on you, which will be the subject of the next post.
[Prov.: Erin Virgil. Size: 3.5" height, 3.75" width, and 1.5" seat depth.]
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