Hestia, ready to work and play.
This little girl put a spell on me. I fought her from the very beginning, and she kept her wits about her and did not move an inch on anything. Not a change of eye colour, less freckles, different nose, nothing. She is who she is and she makes no apologies. I wish I was like her, so certain of my truths.
Hestia is a little girl, as you can see. She is about 10 years old and loves to baby-sit cousins and neighbours. She knows all the best stories, she does!. She knows what to say to children and older people alike. Knows just what song to sing to soothe a baby, what colour of band-aid is appropriate for the wounded soldiers playing around the hedge, she even knows the exact amount of sugar I take in my coffee. She sits and reads military journals to Grandpa, knitting patterns to Grandma, and fairy tales to the rest of them all.
Hestia was homeschooled most of her life. At first she was very eager to go to school and tidy up her books with a leather belt, walk down the lane and learn her a-b-c's. However, things did not go as planned.
Hestia was very teased when she was in school, rowdy boys always making fun of her hair and saying mean things about her freckles. Hestia didn't mind so much the hurtful words and demeaning comments, but it was highly distracting her from her education so she decided to stay at home.
Being the bright mind that she is, she excelled in all her subjects and has already finished her middle school grades and is on to higher learning. We are very proud of Hestia and her many educational achievements, but above all we are so happy she took matters in her own hands and didn't let adversity strike her.
Hestia took a long time to come and play with me. I think she was waiting until all those leaves were finally yellow. She asked for that same colour at the shoppe, while we were buying wool to knit her a cozy cardigan. She also picked little ditzy flowers for her blouson, thick stripes for her skirt, warm alpaca for her shoes and a herringbone plaid for her bonnet. Hestia has a bit of a romantic streak in her I'm afraid, but I can't hold it against her, she is a doll child after my own heart I suppose.
Hestia is not rambunctious, or loud. She is not a fibber, or pedantic about her own beauty. She is quiet, thoughtful, resourceful, helpful and very kind. She is little, but not so little. Brave and calm, all at the same time. I'm having such a hard time describing her to you because those eyes up there have a spell on me and I find it hard to write her words. Perhaps is best if I just shut up and let you know how you can become Hestia's new family.
Hestia is a Petite Fig doll, about 18 inches tall. She is made with cotton and stuffed quite firmly with wool. She has a needle-felted sculpted face, embroidered eyes and painted freckles. Her hair is a mix of wool (Wensleydale, mohair) locks, wefted and sewn to a wool cap. Hestia wears all the clothes and accessories you see pictured: a lovely (very) long sleeve blouse with bound cuffs, peter pan collar and petite tucks at front, snaps on back; a wide-waisted skirt made of cotton twill; knitted alpaca shoes; knitted wool cardigan with two wooden buttons; long cotton underpants; wool herringbone plaid bonnet, lined with cotton and a matching purse.
- - - Hestia found a home very promptly! She is excited to pack her bags and get to meet many of her wool-filled cousins. Thank you all for your wonderful letters to Hestia. She asked for each one to be printed, as a beautiful keepsake of the day she looked for a home. We keep all your words and thoughts in our hearts.
Thank you so much for coming to see this little nugget of love. Truth be told, I am not quite sure where the dolls come from. Some days I think they come from my childhood memories or books I read, at other times I firmly believe there is a world out there full of lovely little beings, who choose to make themselves available through dolls. They all come to me through dreams, and once I get to work on one I cannot be helped or stopped. This process of creation is the more fulfilling because I know each doll finds a loving home in the world, where they can get to work and play.
Thank you for your kindness.