More Wilbur!

(Not that there's been a lot of clamor for More Wilbur, but I wanted a couple more pictures with him).

I earned a little money selling some books I couldn't use. I always regard money like that as "windfall" money, where I can use it just to have a little fun. So I went a little crazy in the miniatures aisle of the craft store, and Wilbur now has a cozy corner:



It's a little washed out because I had to use flash. (I tried the "extreme night" setting but my hands are not steady enough to take a long exposure photo without blurring, and the shelf is too high for me to try to rig some kind of a tripod using a chair).

He has a pair of wing chairs (which he doesn't sit too terribly well in), a small tea table, a fireplace, some tea cookies and plates (I love those little cookies, I think they show up better in the next shot). I also couldn't resist the toaster and "toast" (which doesn't fit in the slots of the toaster, boo) and the copper pans. (I guess Wilbur does his cooking in the fireplace.)

I still don't have a "real" house for him but he seems content enough on my Dickens shelf. (That's an oldish set of Dickens works - well, most of them, a few are missing - that I got very cheaply at an antiques shop). Or at least, I will be content enough for him to live there until some day when I come in to my house carrying something large, knock into the bookshelf, and knock everything down and lose a couple of the smaller things down the floor register.

Here's a more close-up shot, taken using "extreme night vision" on the camera, and setting it right on the shelf:



Looming in the foreground (and looking unnaturally large) are a plastic fork and spoon that were here in the house when I bought it. I guess they were from a dollhouse - the odd thing is, the people who lived before me didn't have children, and as far as I know, neither of them were dollhouse-keepers. But Wilbur owns the fork and spoon now.