Isn't it funny how some things will find their way to you? Last week I received a package in the mail. It was from my fun friend, Sharon of Corgis in My Garden. Sharon goes to lots and lots of estate sales in search of treasures. She then stocks her booth at Through The Garden Gate Antiques in Virginia. It's a wonderful place to shop!
While attending a recent estate sale, Sharon stumbled across a handmade rabbit. Of course like most of my friends, Sharon immediately thought of me. Her note in the box read "I know you have a house full of bunnies and friends are always sending them but...I was at an estate sale this past weekend and spotted this cutie on a table full of dishes. He needed to be rescued and I knew just the person to do it. (I did try to resist and walked away but it didn't work). So, I'm sending him to Bunnyville in hopes that you'll have a place for him."
Sharon later told me that it looked as if someone was walking around with him and then changed their mind and threw him on the table full of dishes. She said it was as if a little voice was saying, "Please save me."
I must admit that I started crying when I read her note and thought about this bunny. I started crying not just because my hormones have been having a party lately, but because I imagined the woman who made this rabbit.
She took great care in her stitching and was so proud of him that she even signed her name and placed the date on his foot. It was obvious that this little fella was well loved and cared for as he was clean and didn't have the "old" odor that textile things can get.
What made me cry was thinking of myself later in life. The time when all the things created with my own hands and the treasures I have, which were handmade by my friends, will end up in an estate sale.
I can only hope that someone will come along to rescue them and treasure them once again, just like this little fella. I do believe he will be quite happy here in Bunnyville. Don't you?
Thank you Sharon. :)
Michelle and the Bunnies