tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post2912202981464165404..comments2024-03-08T07:03:12.909-05:00Comments on Life at Willow Manor: Theme Thursday = ToyTess Kincaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-18149980614423901022009-09-09T23:19:15.879-04:002009-09-09T23:19:15.879-04:00No, I'm mistaken. This one must be your favori...No, I'm mistaken. This one must be your favorite.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-48191235450904993052009-03-01T09:15:00.000-05:002009-03-01T09:15:00.000-05:00Flying Dolls! To Give another the Gift Of Flight!B...Flying Dolls! To Give another the Gift Of Flight!<BR/>But,you didnt say.do you dream of dolls?<BR/>I love that idea.Toys as extensions & Missionariestonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03746435400444226665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-74142925907070999722009-02-28T11:35:00.000-05:002009-02-28T11:35:00.000-05:00WOW! what a photo, personal story and poem. this i...WOW! what a photo, personal story and poem. this is one of the top toy posts I've seen this week. probably the best ~ or my favorite anyway, and especially since I too threw a doll on the roof, a cloth doll with yarn braids.Squirrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459620834878853588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-27946801837860382802009-02-27T20:32:00.000-05:002009-02-27T20:32:00.000-05:00All those pictures of doll heads are rather creepy...All those pictures of doll heads are rather creepy - but - I love the story of you, your Shirley Temple Doll , and flying...Your posts usually open up memory doors for me and this one is no different..this time I am remembering the "bad boy" in the neighborhood who smashed my Betsy Wetsy doll's head...it was a long time before my mother bought me another one...GailOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556665956317683667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-39133587565898015282009-02-27T03:33:00.000-05:002009-02-27T03:33:00.000-05:00Awww that poor doll! But what a sight it must have...Awww that poor doll! But what a sight it must have been for your parents to see your smile when you were reunited with her.Dot-Comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10663586004771357488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-79388603596856702252009-02-26T22:08:00.000-05:002009-02-26T22:08:00.000-05:00I mistreated my dollies badly. My mother used to f...I mistreated my dollies badly. My mother used to feel sorry for them in varying states of undress and dress them nicely before laying them in their dolly cot! Bad mama I was!Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-78012660363718874972009-02-26T20:59:00.000-05:002009-02-26T20:59:00.000-05:00I just remembered that I used to have a Shirley Te...I just remembered that I used to have a Shirley Temple doll too. I wonder where it is? Now I'm sad.Cuppa Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759837201203287904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-84375260530687297322009-02-26T20:42:00.000-05:002009-02-26T20:42:00.000-05:00I was brought up on Shirley Temple too! She was my...I was brought up on Shirley Temple too! She was my idol and I adored my doll. I feel sad that she stayed up on your roof! I would have been traumatized. Are you okay?!!! :)<BR/>Happy walking - If I had your view I'd join ya!<BR/>Catherineceeceehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15962254736526651858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-55796113434596852202009-02-26T20:33:00.000-05:002009-02-26T20:33:00.000-05:00Brilliant post.That doll picture is so scary. When...Brilliant post.<BR/><BR/>That doll picture is so scary. Whenever I have a particularly bad day I always call it a "chuckie" day.<BR/><BR/>So glad your dad rescued your Shirley doll. <BR/><BR/>one of your more wonderful little quirks is your love of tossing dolls in the air.Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-53344049081037253872009-02-26T19:49:00.000-05:002009-02-26T19:49:00.000-05:00Willow,Little green plastic soldiers were my "doll...Willow,<BR/>Little green plastic soldiers were my "dolls". They inspired great feats of heroism in my daydreams.<BR/>I tried to make them real in the early sixties and came face to face with fact vs. fantasy.<BR/>relrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09030572981830789370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-26019272168588585222009-02-26T19:43:00.000-05:002009-02-26T19:43:00.000-05:00I love this story for its sense of exuberance and ...I love this story for its sense of exuberance and a tinge of naughtiness. Poor Shirley, but poor you who worried so.tangobabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01288974184200212536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-80748476660311401072009-02-26T18:22:00.000-05:002009-02-26T18:22:00.000-05:00Abe, I'm still waiting on my Simic books from the ...Abe, I'm still waiting on my Simic books from the library. I hope they're in by tomorrow!Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-40734844703469762002009-02-26T16:50:00.000-05:002009-02-26T16:50:00.000-05:00Hi Willow, I too used to dream of flying. My grand...Hi Willow, I too used to dream of flying. My grandparents had a huge yard and I would especially love it when the hot summer winds blew and the sky was so clear. The hot wind in my face and on my wings (arms) felt so good and made me feel so free. Your post just took me back and in my mind I experienced it all again - even the smell of the summer air. It's funny how that smell just came back to me, almost as if it was here in this room. I wish so much I could be there today. Thanks for the memory. It has made me smile. KimKim and Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15424378485492568386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-6544730744373377672009-02-26T16:35:00.000-05:002009-02-26T16:35:00.000-05:00That dolly is freaking me out!That dolly is freaking me out!Kris McCrackenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13789355638389350528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-71264004937775205692009-02-26T16:17:00.000-05:002009-02-26T16:17:00.000-05:00So many interesting bits in this story! I was ver...So many interesting bits in this story! I was very loving to my dolls, but couldn't help myself from butchering the hair of all of the Barbies. Thanks for another intriguing Simic poem.Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-57695061131833821342009-02-26T16:13:00.000-05:002009-02-26T16:13:00.000-05:00Never liked doll heads. They remind me too much of...Never liked doll heads. They remind me too much of something decapitated. Not sure why.<BR/><BR/>I think I found some new ideas here. I just have to remember it and at my age that is no small feat. My other blog is inspiring some interesting comments too on Pat and Abe. Still waiting on those two poetry books.<BR/><BR/><A HREF="http://abrahamlincolnsblog.blogspot.com/" REL="nofollow"> My Skywatch Post </A>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-2685624503804403662009-02-26T15:09:00.000-05:002009-02-26T15:09:00.000-05:00Yipes. That sounds as if it could have been a tad ...Yipes. That sounds as if it could have been a tad traumatic. Imagining of poor Shirley up there in all kinds of weather. No wonder you gave up the dream of flight. <BR/><BR/>For myself, although told of the immposibility of my dream, I was undaunted and jumped off a very high stone wall when I was six in my attempt to fly. Reality hit in the form of a leg that was broken in three places. I keep thinking that perhaps, if I had used an open umbrella like Mary Poppins, it might have been a different story.Pamela Terry and Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12746603636884819522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-46947954536982933342009-02-26T14:51:00.000-05:002009-02-26T14:51:00.000-05:00one of my favorite things - doll heads - I have a ...one of my favorite things - doll heads - I have a small collection and some I've used in my assemblage art - love the idea of you tossing your dolls in the air!Jeane Myershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07027843717050683473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-2238929341722441842009-02-26T14:17:00.000-05:002009-02-26T14:17:00.000-05:00Throwing your doll on the roof and her remaining t...Throwing your doll on the roof and her remaining there throughout the Winter - did you think of her during that winter? Your doll's head I find somewhat macabre.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-88874121480725456512009-02-26T13:48:00.000-05:002009-02-26T13:48:00.000-05:00I have to admit that some dolls terrify me...and t...I have to admit that some dolls terrify me...and that one did it!Colette Ameliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03442660605798634154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-26048154101873507962009-02-26T13:31:00.000-05:002009-02-26T13:31:00.000-05:00That is such a good story! I used to dream I could...That is such a good story! <BR/><BR/>I used to dream I could fly.... that is until I leaped off the end of a rising teeter totter and landed on my face. After that, I was going to be a goat farmer. :) (Love of the earth, and all.. :) <BR/><BR/>I'm glad you got your doll back and were able to share this! <BR/><BR/>SarahSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11429074991314349493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-24619342500684885082009-02-26T13:09:00.000-05:002009-02-26T13:09:00.000-05:00flying dreams! I remember having many. How could t...flying dreams! I remember having many. How could they have left shirley on the roof? Cruel parents . . .tut-tuthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15713003038275525797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-66356336531646869392009-02-26T12:41:00.000-05:002009-02-26T12:41:00.000-05:00Kind of a haunting photo. Eyeless dolls are like ...Kind of a haunting photo. Eyeless dolls are like windows to somewhere else...Ed & Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730956006290504616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-28444042578499982402009-02-26T12:35:00.000-05:002009-02-26T12:35:00.000-05:00To soar high on gentle breezes .... if Shirley had...To soar high on gentle breezes .... if Shirley had been mine, she'd have stayed grounded and likely been a client during those days when at age 6 I longed to be a beauticianDarylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241795455748298624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-45715838875076844902009-02-26T11:47:00.000-05:002009-02-26T11:47:00.000-05:00I dream of flying always . . . as a child . . .and...I dream of flying always . . . as a child . . .and now as an adult!!!! Glad to find another free-spirit! I love your blog!Sniffles and Smileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10073156486641622612noreply@blogger.com