Snowy SE Mass

A few photos from the last couple of snowy days here south of Boston.  For my Mom.   🙂

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Currently seen in the header...


View from our front door (hi Neighbors!)



PS – there’s another very nice winter scene at the end of my Anne of Green Gables post.  FYI.


Mini Review Anne of Green Gables

Review  aogglmm Anne of Green Gables by LM Montgomery

This Reader’s Digest edition (1992) contained the complete text, originally published in 1908.  Canadian, 256 pages.

Anne is ‘good for what ails ya’.     I can’t help but think that this little story is like medicine for the mind and heart.    Anne is lively, the language is lively.   Anne is imaginative to the nth degree, the scenery is idyllic.   The story of how Anne moves to Green Gables, Avonlea, Prince Edward Island is not without struggles and hardships, but always has the overcoming.   For all the little moral lessons and a bit of wondering how the trials of Anne’s early years produced such a wonderful girl, the thing to remember is that love is it. Love is everything, love makes the world go round.    It is easy to see why this book is treasured by so many.

Montgomery is amazingly descriptive and colorful.   She is also very clever in her character assessments.   I dread reviews of classics knowing that most have read this and the ones who haven’t probably know quite a lot about it already.    I won’t say much more, other than I recommend you get this book, meet Anne, go to school with her, get caught up in her adventures and explore her world and times.   You won’t be disappointed.

First book towards completion of the Dewey Challenge.  (Dewey’s review here.)

Other reviews:

So Many Precious Books
The BlueStocking Society
Becky’s Book Reviews
Bookfoolery & Babble
1 More Chapter
Nymeth’s Things Mean A Lot <—-  Nymeth has found even more reviews!   so I think I’ll stop linking now…

one more:    The group read blog to celebrate the 100 year of Anne:   Blogging Anne of Green Gables

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.  Afar in the southwest was the great shimmering, pearl-like sparkle of an evening star in a sky that was pale golden and ethereal rose over gleaming white spaces and dark glens of spruce.  The tinkles of sleigh bells among the snowy hills came like elfin chimes through the frosty air, but their music was not sweeter than the song in Anne’s heart and on her lips. page 121