The first time I saw a set of the Russian nested dolls, I marveled at the very fine craftsmanship and how the tiniest was little larger than a grain of rice. I remember I gave a little giddy schoolgirl squeal each time opening doll and finding a smaller one inside. I don't know how my roomee (
whose doll that was) put up with me.
Today, I was given my very own Matryoshka doll! They're painted red, they're
very pretty and they traveled all the way from Russia! I tried not to squeal when I took them out of the bag, but I think I did... in delight!
Thank you, roomee, for remembering that I told you
ten years ago that I wanted a set =)
2 comments:
yay!! i can just see you, sitting there...nesting & un-nesting...over and over!! what a treasured gift!
i have a set of those russian dolls...one of the few things i have that was my mother's, after she passed away. they're pretty old...probably from the 60's.
i love the bright colors on your new set!! beautiful!!
Ooh... how precious your dolls must be! Always great to have something that's been in the family for so long :)
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