Saturday, October 16, 2010

p is for pretty

Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

Eugene O'Neill (b. 16 october 1888 -1953)playwright, 1936 nobel laureate in literature

last sunday while puttering around in the basement I encountered an old purse in a poorly marked box - inside was em's collection of my pretty ponies*. the ponies and accompanying accouterments were disheveled and a bit smelly - not surprising since they have spent the last twenty plus years in storage. after bringing the purse upstairs, I placed the ponies in a mild bleach, water and lavendar bath. after rinsing them off from their bath, the ponies were dried and properly pampered.

tuesday, ms. t's next planned day on avenue c was pretty amusing, when she saw the ponies she proclaimed 'where did all the ponies come from?!' I explained they were em's from when she was a little girl and perhaps she'd like to play with them. she was perplexed as to how they could have ponies 'back then' - but then soon got down to some pretty serious pony play.

sometimes being a pack-rat is pretty neat.

p is also for a pretty girl sitting in a pumpkin patch!

*according to the portal my pretty pony celebrated its 25th anniversary in 2008

photos: october 2010

kenny loggin's 1994 adaptation of all the pretty little ponies - an old traditional lullaby


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ArtSparker said...

They are a little scary, in ranks and with their round-eyed gazes.

karen said...

My daughter played with these as a child....this makes me feel like it was so long ago. Wish I would have saved them.

lettuce said...

wow, Ms. T. is growing up!

I have a similar MLP picture, taken at a boot fair! they are a little creepy, aren;'t they?

Tom said...

makes me want to drag out my matchbox cars...sorry, no girlie toys around here.

Merle Sneed said...

Pretty princess and her pumpkin paradise. A pleasant picture.