I had a whole collections of tiny chairs, and that is one of them.
Another part of the shelf has some of my small hand bound art journals, art, nature, Paris, just to name a few. A small old silver thimble sitting on that little chair. How do I know it's over a hundred years old? Because it belonged to my grandmother. A lot more have been put away, I've run out of space.
Just small joys and I love looking at them.. All of these little mementos still touch my heart. I had to document them here on my Journey blog. As the header at the top of this says,
"This is more of a personal blog, but you are welcome in my world."