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There's no place like home Do fairies really come for the dish of milk we leave them? Is Mrs. McClenahan really a witch? How is it possible to find a new baby in a bed of parsley? These are all questions Pat Gardiner wants to know. And it seems her Irish housekeeper, the incomparable Judy Plum, always has an answer... For Pat, there is no place more magical on earth than her home of Silver Bush, with its majestic birch trees and enchanting gardens. If it were up to her, nothing there would ever change. But of course if nothing changed, she'd never get a new baby sister, see her Aunt Hazel's wedding, or meet the only boy who truly understands her. Yes, there is change coming for Pat-some of it joyous and some of it heartbreaking. But no matter what, he favorite house in the world will always be waiting for her...… (more)
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"If I went to heaven I'd want to get back to Silver Bush," declares Pat at one point, and no statement better exemplifies the theme of the book. Devoted to her family, her home, and the domestic rituals of her childhood, Pat is resistant to any change. She mourns the loss of every tree on the property, secretly wonders why her mother would want another child (although she is soon reconciled to the existence of her new baby sister, Cuddles), and wishes passionately that she and her siblings could live together indefinitely at Silver Bush, rather than growing up, getting married, and moving apart.
This leitmotif serves to unify a book that is far more episodic in structure than many of Montgomery's other novels, and seems a reflection of the author's own conflicted feelings on the subject. It is, unfortunately, rather overdone during the first half of the book, with Pat almost a caricature, but the wonderful prose, and the humorous characterization of Judy Plum, are enough to carry the reader through to the second half, by which time Pat is somewhat matured.
Read for the first time as an adult, Pat of Silver Bush will probably never rank among my favorite Montgomery titles, and I cannot help but wonder whether it is just one of those books that needs to be read during youth, in order to achieve the full effect. However that may be, I did enjoy it, am glad to have filled in this hole in my Montgomery knowledge, and look forward to reading the sequel, Mistress Pat!
I was always crazy for Montgomery's heroines, with their imaginations and pretty words and old-fashionedness, but Pat was the one I was best able to relate to. I knew exactly how she felt about change, since I loathed any kind of change myself, and her adoration for Silver Bush was matched in my love for semi-rural Florida. Her clannishness reminded me of my family, I even thought we looked sort of alike. I used to read Pat of Silver Bush and want so much to either be Pat or be her best friend in the whole world - I daresay I was rather jealous of Bets and Jingle.
As Treeseed said in that review, this book has a lot in it that appealed to me at different ages, which is probably why it was one of my best-loved books. But I have grown and changed, just as Pat does, and I can't read the novel anymore without crying and feeling that I've lost a dear friend. Where once the highly evocative imagery delighted me, I now find it cloying and tedious. Where I used to love all the little details about Pat's life and her friend and family and everything, I've started to grow weary of the pace and fiddly bits where all that happens is imagination. I notice more how old Judy Plum grows and how obvious it is that Silver Bush is no longer the haven it used to be, and I know that the end is coming, and I can't bear to follow through with the book anymore.
In my identifying with Pat, I always knew exactly what she meant when she said she never wanted to get married and leave home. I always thought that the romance between her and Bets was the most beautiful thing in the world, and it broke my heart every time Bets died, and then my heart broke again when Pat and Jingle ended up promising to each other. I suppose that's the one thing that never worked for me with this book - even at nine years old, I knew that I wanted Pat and Bets to get married and for Jingle to be their best friend forever. Or maybe for all three to live together in a happy polyamorous trio. Now, when I read, I find myself skipping any passage that might suggest romance between Pat and Jingle, and I skip huge chunks of the end, because I prefer to imagine that Pat and Bets are together forever in Silver Bush with Judy Plum.
Maybe I still identify too strongly with Pat. Even if I've grown out of the period when L. M. Montgomery's writing style charms me and captures my attention completely, I still love the story and the characters, and Pat is the best of them all.
(But let's not talk about Mistress Pat. We'll pretend that one never happens, okay?)
I liked Pat, especially the more I got to know her. She's
Some of the best reading of my life has come from this author,
But after I moved on to some of this author's more "mature" work over the past few years and ran into stories with unequivocally racist undertones and overtones, I wasn't sure if I'd seek out any more of her writing. In this case, I read this novel chiefly because I'm interested in reading the one after it, and I already own copies of both. I believe that after these two, I'll simply keep the good L.M.M. books I've read, continue to appreciate them for what they are, and leave the rest of the would-be-new-to-me stories where they are, wherever they may be.
As for this novel, I think I might have enjoyed it more if I weren't already so familiar with Emily, Anne, and the ways of their books. Pat's story felt too similar but somehow not as interesting, and this fairly lengthy novel might've been half as long without all of Judy's ramblings. (Yes, I enjoyed Sarah's [were they Sarah's?] ramblings in Rilla of Ingleside, but I guess it wasn't something I needed to see done over again with a "too similar" character.)
Still, as I expected it would, this novel vividly paints the beauty of Prince Edward Island and the sparkle, pain, poignancy, and wonder of childhood and growing up. All things considered, I'm glad I read it.
I've read this book more times than I can count (as is true of most of Montgomery's oeuvre) -- it's not my very favorite,