A New Treasure

I am not Russian but I love matryoshka dolls. There is something about the simple shape of them and the revelation of each one inside of the one a bit bigger that I find captivating. And knowing that some artist painted every one individually just makes each doll have her own unique beauty. I have four complete sets of them of varying qualities and I love them all.

This morning, Andy and I went to Caribou for scones and tea (for me) and coffee (for him). Its a ritual that we really enjoy and even more so today since he was gone last weekend! Afterwards, we stopped at the Good-Will thrift store that opened close by there a few months ago. Andy found some kind of special computer cable that he'd been wanting and I found this lovely matryoshka! She's all alone though...no "sisters" inside of her...but somehow that makes her even more captivating to me. I wonder how many sisters she once had, especially since she's all of 9 inches tall! And how did she get separated from the rest of her family? No matter, she now belongs on the hutch in my dining room. I can't imagine her anywhere else!