Time: 10:50 a.m.
Place: In the Northbound lane of an unimproved road in Lenawee County, Michigan
Longtime readers might remember that during my visit to Michigan last June, I stumbled upon a lot of dolls–in antique shops, and in museums. Well, I almost literally stumbled over this one yesterday as I was out for my run. Here she is, complete with a homemade sarong. I put her on the side of the road in a patch of grass, in case the child who so carefully sewed the homemade dress for her drove back down that road to find her. But, six hours later I went back to check, and no one had claimed her. She’ll join the one I found on the beach in Maine last week on a run–a Barbie-like doll who had received an unfortunate haircut and was naked but appears otherwise uninjured. I’ll give them a sunny afterlife in my herb garden.
It’s never a stuffed animal or other child’s toy that I find along the roadside. It’s always beat-up or mutilated female dolls–baby dolls, Barbie-type representations of grown women, it doesn’t seem to matter. I find it disturbing–which is why I can never not pick up an abandoned doll. Continue Reading »