Merry Christmas to all my lovely, bookish friends!
Wishing relaxation and beauty to all!
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| photo credit: Grant MacDonald, flickr |
Christmas morning broke on a beautiful white world. It had been a very mild December and people had looked forward to a green Christmas; but just enough snow fell softly in the night to transfigure Avonlea. Anne peeped out from her frosted gable window with delighted eyes. The firs in the Haunted Wood were all feathery and wonderful; the birches and wild cherry trees were outlined in pearl; the plowed fields were stretches of snowy dimples; and there was a crisp tang in the air that was glorious. Anne ran downstairs singing until her voice re-echoed through Green Gables. “Merry Christmas, Marilla! Merry Christmas, Matthew! Isn’t it a lovely Christmas?
~~ Anne of Green Gables
Merry Christmas, Melwyk! I look forward to your First Lines post.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas to you too!
DeleteA very Merry Christmas to you too! I love Christmas in Avonlea. I had to check - I was pretty sure this was the Christmas of the puffed sleeves, but not absolutely certain.
ReplyDeleteChristmas in Avonlea is just perfect. Yes, love those puffed sleeves :)
DeleteMerry Christmas! Ah, the joys of re-reading a beloved classic - you give me an idea here. ;-)
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas! I think 2015 will bring me more rereads of old favourites...
DeleteMerry Christmas! I hope Santa was good to you!
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