Hitty Jean has just returned from a road trip! Road trips are the most fun when you stop along the way, and that is exactly what she did. Her favorite stop was a farm in Pennsylvania called Over Home Alpacas, where the Alpacas welcomed her by crowding up against the fence:
The folks at this farm were so welcoming and friendly. The woman who ran the shop said that her grandmother had grown up on the farm, so they have been there for three generations! The Alpaca Welcoming Committee was all females. The young males were in the fields running and sparring. You can see them behind Hitty Jean:
The Farm Store was right next to the Alpaca barns. It was full of all things Alpaca. The owner tried to teach Hitty Jean about the two different kinds of Alpacas, but Hitty Jean was so distracted by all the goodies that she wasn’t a very good listener. (Ahem…). She did meet this rather large fellow:
The smaller, baby Alpacas were her favorites:
Until they ran away and would NOT come back!
Hitty Jean was sad to leave, as everything was so lovely there. She took time to admire the view on her way out:
Little did Hitty Jean know, there would be many more stops, and many more *views*. Signs on the highway that read “Scenic Lookout” we’re met with loud groans, but the driver always seemed to stop anyway! In Maryland, there was this view of the valley where the Battle of Monocacy was fought in July of 1864:
Then there was the view of the Matamoras Valley, where the Native Americans thrived. Hitty Jean *thinks* that something was said about the Europeans settling there and pushing the Natives out. It was hard to listen in the 90-plus degree heat, and Hitty Jean got back to the car and the air-conditioning as quickly as possible. She did take in the view, albeit briefly:
While the Scenic Views were met with groans, the pit stops at Cracker Barrel were met with happier sounds. Hitty Jean and her friend Hitty Elizabeth loved playing the peg game while they waited for their meals:
‘Til Next Time…❤️
All packed and ready to go! Hitty Jean waved goodbye as she and Hitty Jenny set off for an adventure in Vermont : A stop was made at the Putney General Store to pick up some postcards:And then…down a winding Vermont road, past beautiful hills and meadows, a turn down a long dirt road, which led to….the Rookery! This is where Tasha Tudor’s daughter, Bethany, once lived. It is next door to Tasha’s home. No photos were allowed at Tasha’s house, so Hitty Jean insisted on a photo here. This house is very similar to, if a bit smaller than, Tasha’s house. It is also the site of the most amazing store of all things Tasha Tudor:After gathering at the Rookery, everyone walked down the road to Tasha’s home. Hitty Jean was so excited, she thought she might burst!*****
Tasha’s home and gardens bring to life many of her illustrations. Hitty Jean’s favorite part was the marionette theatre. What fun it would be to play there! And of course the dollhouse was set up just outside Tasha’s bedroom. That was her most, most favorite part! Hitty Jean took note of the dolls’ bookcase, full of antique, leather-bound books. All were perfectly doll-sized. A very friendly corgi lives in the dollhouse as well.
Hitty Jean saw, with her own eyes, the actual cupboard and bowl depicted in this illustration:
In the garden, Hitty Jean walked past the “Mystery Rose” which is where Tasha was laid to rest, along with Chickahominy-her beloved hen, and many of her Corgis. It was a solemn moment.
After the tour (and some shopping!) it was time for the Dolls’ Fair! Hitty Jean and Hitty Violette were excited to present their booth. They had been creating hats for weeks and now all were on display and for sale. (Market stands like Hitty’s Hatties are available for commission at Art to Play With.) The currency used at the Dolls’ Fair was buttons, of course, and there were plenty to go around. Hitty’s Hatties sold out!Hitty Lin is a new friend from New York. She was one of the first customers. Hitty Jean had a great time helping her to choose just the right hat:
At the Ice stand, Hitty Jean met some unsavory Boggarts. Tasha Tudor writes about them in “Corgiville Fair.” Hitty Jean found them to be a raucous, funny pair and a bit rough around the edges!
So many beautiful things at this stand! Hitty Jean chose a delicate pink flower, and a sturdy garden hose:
This stand was another favorite: There was a Sparrow Post for doll correspondences:
And an entire stand of Fairy crowns! Hitty Jean chose one with beautiful dark flowers and mushrooms, as the proprietor told her it was made especially to fit her head! (Thank you, Wilhelmina!): Have you heard of Eliza the Mouse? Hitty Jean is lucky to own a couple of books about her, so was thrilled to meet her in person. They were fast friends: There was a craft time, which required the Hittys to listen to directions. They did a wonderful job sitting still, but Bécassine was more interested in the candy: One of the Boggarts took a particular liking to Hitty Jean (it got a bit awkward). He came by her table to chat and crack jokes. Hitty Jean tried to shoot some pleading glances towards Hitty Lin, but she was more interested in the chocolates. I am proud to say that Hitty Jean remained polite and composed until someone came and whisked the Boggarts away:
The next morning…Cinnamon Rolls! After checking out of the hotel, a stop was made at the Tasha Tudor Museum. Again, Hitty Jean was enamoured by the doll’s items. It was hard to pull her away from the case:
Alas, the time came to say goodbye to our new friends. What a special trip this was. We thank the Tudors for hosting our tour, and Suzanne for organizing the details. Many other kindred spirits had a part in organizing this event, and we thank them as well! Hitty Jean has wonderful memories of Tasha’s home and garden and is inspired to Take Peace and Joy as she lives out her dolly days.
For more on Tasha Tudor, follow this safe link.
Bethany Tudor is a marvelous artist and has many books available on Amazon.
‘Til Next Time
Hitty Jean and Ima have just returned from a long weekend in Sturbridge! What a Grand Time they had! Friends from all over (even as far as Canada and Japan!) gathered together for a few days of chatter and adventure.Our favorite restaurant, “Soup to Nuts” was prepared for our arrival. What fun it was to show off our pinnys, made from the a tablecloth given to us last year. It was exciting to return in matching attire. Thank you to the Robertson Hittys for our pinnys!
Every evening, we all would gather in the hotel. It is always special to see old friends and to meet new ones! Above is Hitty Jean with her new friend, Hitty Violette, and of course her friend Hitty Robertson! The main event was the Sturbridge miniature show. Hitty Jean did some shopping at Judy Brown’s booth. Another favorite booth was Art to Play With. Furniture, trinkets, pastries, sweaters, all were available! Why even Hittys and houses were there, available to bring home! The best part was when someone adopted her first Hitty! It is always a joy to welcome a new friend into the Hitty world.
Of course, all good things must end, and all too soon it was time to go home. It was a beautiful day for travel. The hills of Massachusetts were lovely. It would have been a pity to let the scenery whizz by, so a stop was made and the Hittys were able to admire the view: So another gathering has come and gone…Of course the Hittys are already planning another! The show is an annual event. Information can be found HERE. Information on Hitty, including where and how to purchase Hitty-Sized miniatures can be found HERE. And certainly Hitty Robertson will be telling the story of her adventures in her journal!
‘Til Next Time…
Ida Belle is visiting Aunt Doll today. Aunt Doll is eager to show her the beautiful Muscari she has forced:
“See you later, Aunt Doll!”
‘Til Next Time…
A quiet afternoon spent playing with the peg woodens at Hitty Jenny’s house. “It is such a chilly day today, Hitty Jean. Maybe we should search for some blankets for the dolls. I think we can find some in the play room.”
*And they did find a blanket…can you find the dollies all tucked up in the jumble?
‘Til next time…