This tiny rocking chair came from the thrift a few weeks ago. It was completely buried in faded and crumbling dried flowers, which were glued to the seat, sprouting from the arms and back, and generally looking very ugly. I almost missed the fact that there was a rocking chair under there. After I paid my 59 cents I stood over a trash can and pulled all those flowers off. A scrubbing and a cushion gave it new life. It’s just the right size for a Madame Alexander doll.