tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post4368200108504413491..comments2024-02-29T06:34:59.406-05:00Comments on From The House of Edward: Pamela Terry and Edwardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12746603636884819522noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-28405267693599856122008-09-20T15:26:00.000-04:002008-09-20T15:26:00.000-04:00Pamela, did you ever read any books by Edward Eage...Pamela, did you ever read any books by Edward Eager? They were some of my favourites as a youth - full of fantastic worlds, but based in a real one of children who had the wildest adventures. Your post recalled them to mind and I wish so much that I could find some old editions of those books.<BR/><BR/>KatKat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-62960673459929495352008-09-16T22:25:00.000-04:002008-09-16T22:25:00.000-04:00A wonderful post.Everybody deserves an enchanting ...A wonderful post.Everybody deserves an enchanting childhood, and the chance as adults, to reflect on it.How beautiful!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-11578623146007106222008-09-13T18:18:00.000-04:002008-09-13T18:18:00.000-04:00What a marvellous poem. I am going to go and find ...What a marvellous poem. I am going to go and find out a bit more about Mary Oliver right now!Sianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11948822019200873512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-75150918513922600232008-09-13T15:25:00.000-04:002008-09-13T15:25:00.000-04:00Friends are like treasures, imaginary and real!Sen...Friends are like treasures, imaginary and real!<BR/>Send me your address as "Edward" is ready, he has been beautifully matted and is ready to send to you.<BR/>Have you thought of writing a book? You have a way with words.<BR/>Patriciapve designhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03527745630303158002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-90574898481279126832008-09-13T14:16:00.000-04:002008-09-13T14:16:00.000-04:00Once again, you weave a wonderful tapestry with yo...Once again, you weave a wonderful tapestry with your warm and colourful words. What a lovely post. I too remember having an imaginary friend when I was very small:)Rosiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04733563829902335223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-47332142996689896032008-09-13T11:19:00.000-04:002008-09-13T11:19:00.000-04:00If only we could keep the imagination of our child...If only we could keep the imagination of our childhood - feed and nurture it, instead of hiding it away...<BR/><BR/>lovely post!<BR/><BR/>PatiencePatience-pleasehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13262203054740351060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-70452090363671342542008-09-13T10:04:00.000-04:002008-09-13T10:04:00.000-04:00Isn't imagination the best friend of all? Edward ...Isn't imagination the best friend of all? Edward looks so imperial in the post below. You seem to have a rich life, both past and present.Sarah Laurencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00423008641739156182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-80226954504056667902008-09-13T09:59:00.000-04:002008-09-13T09:59:00.000-04:00I haven't come across this poem before but I love ...I haven't come across this poem before but I love it and am going to copy it to keep. It's a fascinating subject how our early childhood seems to shape us forever. Like you, woodlands have been my favourite places to be since childhood, now I get a sense of peace there. I cannot imagine not having a dog by my side to share it either!<BR/>Thank you for the lovely comment on my blog, I had to go away and come back to fully appreciate the beauty of where I live but now I see it as two way thing, I love it and drink it in and it gives me strength back in times of need!abcdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15690297198756751233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-42521877874442177162008-09-13T04:29:00.000-04:002008-09-13T04:29:00.000-04:00Your blog is beautiful and the poem is just so lov...Your blog is beautiful and the poem is just so lovely.<BR/><BR/>Although i am one of 7 i am the youngest by a long shot. My sister who's the next up in age from me is 14 years older, who left home when i was very small. So i practically grew up as an only child.<BR/><BR/>We lived in a very large guest house by the sea and i had many imaginary friends. My mother said i had a wonderful imagination but i knew that i could see many things she couldn't.<BR/><BR/>I still remember disappearing into my own little world within the house for hours on end. It would take my mother ages to find me.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for re-awakening my imagination. I'm going to add you to my reading list so i can come and visit you again.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for stopping by my blog and giving me such a warm welcome into the world of blogging.<BR/><BR/>BM<BR/><BR/>Ps. Edward is gorgeous i just want to give him a big cuddle!xbohemian mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03506504932249750467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-76744081303570972362008-09-12T23:36:00.000-04:002008-09-12T23:36:00.000-04:00I always wanted to be an only. I had 2 myself! Peo...I always wanted to be an only. I had 2 myself! People gave us so much slack about having only 1. I thought it was perfect. After 10 years my husband talked me into having #2. We have enjoyed them both, but I always felt like I had to defend myself. It sounds like you had a lovely childhood.life in red shoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04062702155081478369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-41313661166436456042008-09-12T21:45:00.000-04:002008-09-12T21:45:00.000-04:00Agatha Christie said, "One of the luckiest things ...Agatha Christie said, "One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think, to have a happy childhood."Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17149490578032892476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-76991146429896797102008-09-12T17:11:00.000-04:002008-09-12T17:11:00.000-04:00Aaah, that poem is just so beautiful, it reminds m...Aaah, that poem is just so beautiful, it reminds me of so many things. I had a little white horse that lived in my pocket and when I wanted to ride him, I'd pull him out and he'd be hooooge! <BR/><BR/>Kim xKimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15696026498050233726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-76255903094693749092008-09-12T14:56:00.000-04:002008-09-12T14:56:00.000-04:00Your words - and those of Mary Oliver, took my bre...Your words - and those of Mary Oliver, took my breath away. As I sit at work and long to be free - thanks for transporting me there on my lunch hour!<BR/>ColleenColleen - the AmAzINg Mrs. Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06230264141748182037noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-52260821106243568882008-09-12T01:39:00.000-04:002008-09-12T01:39:00.000-04:00I don't think I've met an only child who seemed sa...I don't think I've met an only child who seemed sad about it...<BR/><BR/>I like the poem very much, I don't really know much Mary Oliver, I'll have to redress that. <BR/><BR/>Lovely autumn colour to be found here, and all free, unlike Etro!Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-17790619028601263692008-09-12T00:04:00.000-04:002008-09-12T00:04:00.000-04:00My mother says I had an imaginary friend when I wa...My mother says I had an imaginary friend when I was very young. I don't remember. But there was a fairy house under the apple tree in the back yard. I was their decorator.steviewrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14233066158555762167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-46463182698938927432008-09-11T23:25:00.000-04:002008-09-11T23:25:00.000-04:00How beautiful! I never had an imaginary friend, b...How beautiful! I never had an imaginary friend, but my nephew David has one named Gus. (Or sometimes it is Gust.) It fascinates me. Sometimes Gus(t) is good and sometimes bad. I always have to watch where I sit, so I don't smush him!<BR/>I enjoyed the post!<BR/>BeckyRebecca Ramseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14851717214205302476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-87768770424955203392008-09-11T20:46:00.000-04:002008-09-11T20:46:00.000-04:00My niece is an only child and her imagination is i...My niece is an only child and her imagination is incredible. This was such a great post and I intend to share it with my sister. My niece has been an artistic treasure since she was a tiny toddler and much of it I credit to her amazing imagination and the many "friends" she has had during her short life. <BR/><BR/>One of my favorite stories about my Melanie is her gift when my dad died. She was the joy of my dad's every day and not a day passed that he didn't go and visit his baby granddaughter. It was minutes before my dad's funeral and my dear niece, who was 7 at the time, came with a folded piece of paper and wanted to put it in my Dad's jacket pocket. My sister (my niece's mom) asked little Melanie what she was putting in Pap's pocket. Melanie said "love stones." Melanie put the gift in my Dad's pocket and when she walked away, my sister pulled the artwork out. It was unbelievable. It literally was a page of gorgeous stones in many colors and each had words of love written on them. This imaginative gift of love was buried with my Dad but it remains in my heart forever. As an only child you have special gifts as you view the world. I will be sharing your post.Jojohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09843762553010099404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-15126906323142882552008-09-11T15:59:00.000-04:002008-09-11T15:59:00.000-04:00I was an only child for ten years and I too had im...I was an only child for ten years and I too had imaginary friends but I never,ever felt lonely. I loved my childhood.The Nostalgia Fairyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08478863862119560069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-48866307100827564642008-09-11T15:27:00.000-04:002008-09-11T15:27:00.000-04:00I do so enjoy your blog and visit rather often. I...I do so enjoy your blog and visit rather often. It has become one of my favorite places.<BR/><BR/>I have noticed that we have a few things in common. I too, am an only child and was never without my dog. Actually, I have never been without my beloved dogs. I am also living in the American South and I have the Scot-Irish bloodline. We are of the Cameron clan. <BR/><BR/>Just thought I would share that lil' tidbit and tell you how pleasant it is to visit your lovely blog.<BR/><BR/>Yaya at www.asouthernsunset.blogspot.comasouthernsunsethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09561733256808939463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-76080645763611287642008-09-11T14:57:00.000-04:002008-09-11T14:57:00.000-04:00The poem is lovely. I always had lots of imaginary...The poem is lovely. I always had lots of imaginary friends too! (and I like to think I'm fairly well adjusted! It makes me laugh when child psychologists say it's troublesome for kids to have imaginary friends!).Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07197591307149394913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-73295933372337998142008-09-11T12:37:00.000-04:002008-09-11T12:37:00.000-04:00You have a lovely imagination, way with words and ...You have a lovely imagination, way with words and view of the world...being an only child was a trasur for you!Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16060366331794781160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-43017751018055470242008-09-11T12:32:00.000-04:002008-09-11T12:32:00.000-04:00I so loved your blog today! and the poem is beaut...I so loved your blog today! and the poem is beautiful.Alexandra MacVeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17317852980496492650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-90326663588526266002008-09-11T11:19:00.000-04:002008-09-11T11:19:00.000-04:00Oh what a stunning poem, and a poet I have never h...Oh what a stunning poem, and a poet I have never heard of. Such visuals, such atmosphere! Thank you - I will have to go and hunt her down on Amazon now.Gretelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00399585879728373265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-56847254214261886472008-09-11T10:42:00.000-04:002008-09-11T10:42:00.000-04:00Wow what a poem! Wonderful!I am glad to hear you h...Wow what a poem! Wonderful!<BR/>I am glad to hear you have so many imaginary friends. I think they are best...<BR/>Love your autumnal background too :)Rima Staineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10044701472535300254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917331337767835985.post-77545058602174696932008-09-11T10:00:00.000-04:002008-09-11T10:00:00.000-04:00Great post Pamela. You are lucky that you can rem...Great post Pamela. You are lucky that you can remember your imaginary friends! That you didn't experience sibling rivalry. Also, that you appreciate what you had. My imagination took off when playing dolls. There was dialog, but my mom was not allowed to listen. ;-)<BR/><BR/>xox<BR/>Constance<BR/><BR/>Give my regards to Edward.rochambeauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02142325813293645555noreply@blogger.com