MEET PINK CISSY FROM MADAME ALEXANDER – By Marilyn Armstrong

Pink Cissy – Madame Alexander


This is Cissy by Madame Alexander.

The dress is an original, designed and sewn by a talented woman who wanted the outfit to look just like one her mother wore to church in the 1950s. The dress under the coat perfectly matches the coat, scarf, and hat.

Meet Miss Cissy by Madame Alexander. She is wearing a homemade outfit cut from an old dress I found at the Salvation Army and sewn by an exceptionally talented seamstress.

She is an original Cissy except for her wig which is not right. Usually, you can buy replacement wigs for old dolls who wear wigs, but not for Cissy. Nothing was available anywhere. I could not find an appropriate replacement wig for her, so she is wearing a wig that at least fits her head, but is absolutely the wrong style.

Otherwise, she’s one of the original fashion dolls and quite a beauty. Also, most definitely pink.

SQUARE YET ROUND BUT DEFINITELY PINK – Marilyn Armstrong

SQUARE YET ROUND BUT DEFINITELY PINK


It’s a square picture of a round, Rose Famille Chinese porcelain plate. I used to have a lot of them, but I’m down to a mere two these days.

I have rice bowls and decorative statues of muses and astrological figures and ginger jars.

Rose Famille antique Chinese platter

PINK VASE AND RED ROSES – Marilyn Armstrong

Pink Vase With Red Anniversary Roses

Today was beautiful. Yesterday was friends, food, and too many desserts. And today is equally lovely. I’m glad because Florence very slowly coming up the Atlantic coast. By the end of the week, it’s going to be a mess. They aren’t expecting the kind of rain they are getting in the Carolinas, but it will be a lot.

With our rivers already full, four or more inches of rain will mean flooding all over the valley.

That’s the thing about living in a river valley. We are a dip in the geography waiting for rain. Born for water, there’s nowhere in the valley you can live where you are far enough from a river to not be in danger of flooding. Even when you can’t see the river, it’s there. Behind the trees, behind the ridge. On the other side of the railroad tracks.

Meanwhile, I’ve decided I don’t really need a gas stove.

My anniversary roses

THE FENWAY WALL – SQUARELY PINK – Marilyn Armstrong

The Wall at Fenway Park

So today was lovely. Friends and food and too many desserts. Laughter and the joy of good friends. And now, it’s another day, a perfect day for a lovely square pink photograph.

What a crazy week it has been. Flooding and typhoons and tornadoes and insane politicians saying the most godawful idiotic things.

Here, at home, other than a few dozen homes in Andover, South Andover, and Lawrence blowing up because the gas company was inept, it has been peaceful.

Best we think of baseball. One, two, three strikes you’re out and there’s no arguing with the umpire!

Painted on the old brick walls at Fenway Park

 

SQUARELY PINK – Marilyn Armstrong

Today Is Our 28th Anniversary

So what could be better than pink fuchsia? We grew these the last year we were able to buy fuchsia. It was the year of the invasion of the gypsy moth caterpillars which consumed every edible hardwood tree on our property and I think would have, had they had the teeth for it, have consumed us, too.

The next year, last year, I blew our budget and had the house and the trees around the house sprayed for caterpillars and we were spared the worst of the invasion.

These pictures were taken exactly two years ago, the last year I was able to find anyone who was selling fuchsia. I’ve had other plants that were beautiful, but none as beautiful as the fuchsia.

Maybe next year.

Two years ago pink fuchsia

PINK SKY – Marilyn Armstrong

A Sky In The Pink

Although we are approaching the middle of September, there is still a lot of pink going around. Flowers and stuff.

And then, there are the skies. Some skies, are just so beautiful they don’t even look real.

Nothing more beautiful than a sunset on the water

 

PINKEST SKY AT VERNAL EQUINOX – Marilyn Armstrong

As pink as pink can be!

On the morning of the vernal equinox, I woke up to a room that was blazing in shockingly hot pink pre-dawn colors.

There’s something about the equinoxes that creates amazing sunrises and this one was something exceptional. I called (later, not at dawn!) a friend and she said she’d thought the house was on fire. It was that intense. I’m not even sure I have managed to capture the intensity.

Burning sky!
Amazing color
Just before sunrise