Tuesday, December 4

Winter has Come at Last...

Never had there been such "high jinks" held in the little stone house as were held there that beautiful, late-lingering autumn, when November seemed October over again, and even December aped the sunshine and hazes of summer. But on this particular day it seemed as if December had remembered that it was time for winter and had turned suddenly dull and brooding, with a windless hush predictive of coming snow. Nevertheless, Anne keenly enjoyed her walk through the great gray maze of the beechlands; though alone she never found it lonely; her imagination peopled her path with merry companions, and with these she carried on a gay, pretended conversation that was wittier and more fascinating than conversations are apt to be in real life."

-Anne of Avonlea
L.M. Montgomery

3 comments:

Linda said...

Lovely. Thank you.

Miss G said...

ahhh . . . emma, I just released a deep breath and relaxed in feeling the familiar of Anne! Thank you sooo much for bringing this into my day today! Kelly

Sayward said...

Lovely quote. Thank you for sharing.

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