Tilly Hobb ~ Primitive Settler Prairie Doll

Tilly Hobb

Let me introduce to you......

Tilly, Tilly Hobb that is!

I've never been able to find out her real name, well, maybe Tilly is her real name.

But, who would go an name there child, Tilly now?

Anyway, I met Tilly a few years back, her pa and mine were a workin together for a spell.  Tilly and I soon became real friends.  Tilly, now she's dilly of a friend, best kind you could ever have.  She's full of spunk, quite a corker she is.  She's the kind that'll keep you in stitches if ya know what I mean.

One day we were a fixin' to go over the hill to fetch our pa's some lunch, see we had got to go with'em to the woods that mornin.  Well, it was gettin' nigh on to noon time, you could tell cause our bellies were just a growlin' somethin awful now.  Yep, sounded like one of them grizzlies we usta see was gonna come right outta there and gobble us both up.  So, anyway, Miss Tilly and I headed out, left our pas to work while we went to bring'em sum dinner.  Well it wasn't long before we stumbled upon us a herd of skunks!  Oh my!, now if you've had ever had yourself an encounter with one skunk befor you can just imagine yourself a herd of'em.  Now, let me tell ya, Tilly, she has herself some hairbrained idears sometimes.  Tilly turned to me with that look, a look only us real friends know, I'm a thinkin...awww Tilly whatcha gonna do? 

Well now, I'll tell ya what that Tilly was gonna do, she was gonna tryin snatch up one of them there skunks, yep, she thought she'd like it for a pet or sumthin'.  Well now, I was thinkin' it'd be best just leave them skunks to themselfs and go and fetch our pa's their dinner.  But, oh no, Tilly she's a stubborn as a mule and she had that thought of hers in her head....so what do real friends do, well course they help each other, they do.  So, Tilly and me got to chasin them skunks, tryin to seperate the little ones from the biggens, thought a little one would be a easier n' safer catch, ya know.  Through the briars, round this tree and that one, yep, took me a branch right cross the forehead, boy did that smart some.  Tilly, she a runnin too, got right behind a lil' one and wham, she made her move.  Oh boy, all heck broke loose when she tryin grab that skunk, course she'd been runnin' behind it. Well, she gottem but, he'd got her somethin bad too!  Tilly, she quick wrapped that skunk right up in her apron and finally we headed home to get our pas sum lunch.  Me, course, I was a walked a few steps ahead of Tilly on the way.      ;)Jed, Tilly's real friend

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Tilly is one of my handmade Primitive Prairie Dolls.  She's all cleaned up, the stinks all gone, LOL..

Tilly is dressed in colors of Burgundy and Browns, her dress, apron and bonnet are all homespun fabrics.  A touch of cotton calico for her apron sash.  She has a few patches and mends, has been aged for an olde timey prim look.  Tilly is 21 1/2" tall.

Tilly Hobb can be adopted for $42.00 plus Travel Fare, she will arrived signed and dated by me, her maker.

The moral of the story, don't ever chase a skunk

Primitive Settler Prairie Doll ~ Clara

What can I say about Clara

C  onsiderate

 L ovable

         A dorable

            R espectful

             A ged

This early style Prairie Doll is handmade. Clara is dressed in Dark Reds and Golds.  She's been mended, patched and aged for an old timey look, her clothing alike.

Clara is 17 1/2" tall

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Clara's adoption fee is Sold Thank You K~ plus Travel Fare.  She'll arrive signed and dated by me, her maker.



Autumn's Dance

She'd say

It was so near to the end of September,

not a cooler fall day us olde folks can remember.

Some fields still stood full with wheat's golden tops,

The meadow lay bitten by the first seasons frost.

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Now, I can't tell you how many times I have sat

 listening, trying to focus my view

I would shudder once as my gram went on to tell

and she'd say

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The fires were lit, to take off the chill

Outside trees were blazen, orange and red topped the hills

It was on this day, this crisp fall morn,

a new baby girl, my child was born.

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I can remember

There she'd be sitting, her in her rocker,  me at her feet

She'd pause just long enough to take a sip from her tea
Start rocking again and go on to tell

she'd say

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The years went on by and the seasons did change

With each new September, the young girl she did age.

From a young girl to a woman in no time at all,

There seemed a connection between this woman and Fall.

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Now the picture grew vivid in my mind as hers

another sip from her cup, I'd rustle up to my knees

and she'd say

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Another fall day much like the first,

I witnessed a miracle, the miracle of your birth

The fires relit, to take off the chill

Your mamma, my daughter, you child, her first

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Another pause for a sip and to reminisce

she'd rock a bit more and go on to tell

she'd say

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Even though your sweet mamma was called home that day

She left me with something, her sweet child to raise

She went on her way to dance in Fall's Leaves

Your mamma, my Autumn, my heart she'll never

leave

She dances her dance, when the leaves float on down

from the mountaintops to meadows

her colors abound.

Autumn's Dance

written by Traci Stoddard
9/9/2011

Please meet Autumn
a plain and simple prairie doll
handmade by me, she's 18" tall

Dress in the colors of Fall
Patched and Mended
Pin-Tucked Apron and All

Autumn can be purchased for $30.00 plus Travel Fare.  She will arrive signed and dated by me, her maker.

Autumn's Blessings to All,
Traci

Laura Graye ~ Primitive Settler Prairie Doll

A tale of one named

Laura Graye

Laura Graye a plain young lass, working hard amongst the prairie grass

She feeds the chickens and milks the cow

Makes the butter and helps Pa plow

Planting the fields for a harvest come Autumn

This is Laura Graye

Laura Graye a plain young lass, gives her Mother not one word of sass

A hearth to clean and floors to sweep

Clothes to scrub and rugs to beat

Keeping up a tidy home, a young girls work is never done

This is Laura Graye

Come Sunday, not so much work to do

A day to praise the family and the Good Lord too

This is Laura Graye

This early style Prairie Doll is handmade.  Drab prairie grays for Laura's dress, apron and bonnet.  A touch of prairie blue for her sash.  Her bonnet is a gathered & brimmed prairie bonnet.  Laura has been mended, patched and aged for an old timey look, her clothing alike.

Laura Graye is 23" tall

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Requested fee for Laura Graye is SOLD ....TY.  She will arrive signed and dated by me, her maker.

Thank you for visiting Laura Graye

She sends blessings

for a wonderful day

Prairie Doll...belonging to A.H. 1791

Olde Time Prairie Doll

This doll must have belonged to Abigail H.  Stitched by a child-like hand are the intials A.H. and a date of 1791 on the dress sleeve of this doll.  I imagine Abigail to have loved this doll to pieces all through her early childhood years.  I can see her toting this doll along with her while helping Mom & Sis with the daily chores on the old homestead.   Those years are long past...maybe forgotten, but her beloved doll lives on....

This early style Prairie Doll is handmade.  I used calicos and homespuns in muted shades of brown & tan for her clothing.  Her bonnet it an actual gathered/brimmed prairie bonnet.  She has been mended, patched & aged, her clothing alike.  

~Abigail's Doll is 19 inches tall~ 

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Requested Fee for Abigail's Doll is SOLD ~ TY so much K~.  She will arrive signed and dated by me, her maker.