J'adore Anne of Green Gables!
Mom and I watched part of Anne of Avonlea last weekend. I started reading book 4 in the book series, Anne of Windy Poplars. Anne, or I guess I should say Lucy Maud Montgomery, has such a way with words. I wish I were as eloquent, as beautifully descriptive, as imaginative with my vocabulary. Here is an exerpt from one of Anne's letters to Gilbert, her fiance:
"I'm sitting on the window seat in the tower looking out into the trees waving against an amber sky and beyond them to the harbor. Last night I had such a lovely walk with myself...I went out and down the harbor road. There was such a nice frosty, Octobery smell in the air, blent with the delightful odor of newly plowed fields. I walked on and on until twilight had deepened into a moonlit autumn night. I was alone but not lonely."
Isn't that such a delightful description?
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