Ophelia was disappointed that it was raining again today, so I suggested we take our books and tea to the porch and enjoy the cool breeze.
I gave Ophelia an old book to read from a library sale. I thought she might like it since she's interested in her namesake.
Ophelia: In Search of Ophelia. That sounds interesting.
Soon she was engrossed.
Ophelia: I wonder what it would be like to be a Shakespearean actress. I'm sure one would have to be very learned.
Ophelia: I suppose Hamlet's Ophelia is a complicated character.
It was not long till Ophelia forgot about the rain and felt quite content with book and tea.
Ophelia, half-girl, half-woman, is the most elusive of my companions. Like her namesake, complicated.
Looking back at my very first entries about my dolls makes me feel very wistful. She was going to be named Bess, after the heroine in Tennyson's "The Highwayman," and her husband, Hennessy, after a character of my creation.
My dear ones, I have not played with you nearly as much as I intended. I never made you that web site, because I quite unexpectedly landed a job after deciding to bring you home that had me working all night and sleeping all day. How disappointed I was when that first winter I scarcely got to photograph you in daylight. But you were awake with me while the rest of the world slept.
And all the other heartaches I lived through that called for me to put away childish things, or never find a place in the world. I don't know what we will mean to each other, but I believe that I have finally reached the beginning of this.
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