My sister had a huge barn sale (hoarder genes) this past summer. She loves to go to auctions too. She sets up at the Ringle Harvest Day flea market every year. She has one of the most favorite booths there, with people fighting over her stuff. This year, she had a sale at her farm instead of setting up at Ringle due to a knee injury and going to therapy. She let “family” come first...of course.
I found this old bear in a box of other toys. Isn’t he cute!
He is so ratty and worn. He must have been well loved, as you can see all of his repairs.
He is made of mohair, stuffed with straw and has moveable joints. I don’t think he is a Steif bear. However, I do think that he is a German bear. I did buy him with intentions of resale – he was only $3.00.
I’ve been busy these past 2 weeks marking Christmas items for my 2 booths and thought this bear would look cute under a tree. However, I’ve grown fond of this old ratty bear as he has been watching me work.
I found this poem: By: Pam
Here I sit, just a bit forlorn. My body sags and I’m a tad worn. If you listen you can hear my sad sighs, but the merry twinkle is still in my eyes.
I was once a much loved favorite toy, belonging to a sweet little boy. But, he left and went away, I haven’t seen him for many a day.
I have been alone so very long, won’t you please take me home? Sing me a song! Play games with me! Take me out to play! Oh YES! We can be so merry and gay.
Eventhough I’m not brand new, I have tons of love just for you! There are so many things that we can share, because I will be YOUR Teddy Bear!
Isn’t that a nice poem. So, I think I will keep this old bear and put him under my Christmas tree.
Blessing from Wisconsin!