~ fields glistened like cloths of silver
~ a tang in the very air that inspired the hearts of maidens
~ all feathery and wonderful
~ reverent silence
~ the thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring
~ a waking in the world and a stir of hidden pauses
~ a deep, primal gladness
~ a briskly snapping woodfire
~ firs were filled with a clear violet dusk like airy wine
~ woods were brimmed up with ruby sunset light
~ there is no sweeter music on earth that that which the wind makes in the fir trees at evening
~ little smoke-blue mists curled through the valleys and floated off from the hills
~ misty blue sky
~ glittering vision of delight
~ enraptured silence
~ saffron sky
~ shaping themselves out of the mists and rainbows of her lively fancy
~ soft mingling fire shine & shadow
~ tiptoeing away the last moonlight light
~ days slipped by like golden beads on the necklace of the year
~ vacation days stretched rosily before them
~ golden summer of her life
~ witcheries of the spring world
~ beckoning day of breeze & blue
~ she drank in the beauty of the summer dusk
~ sweet-scented with flower-breath from the garden
~ sibilant & rustling from the stir of the poplars
~ starry-eyed and rapt
~ air was full of sweet summer sounds
~ deliciously a-thrill with the excitement of it
~ that glorious dome of a sunset sky
~ possibilities lurking rosily in the oncoming years
~ each year a rose of promise to be woven into an immortal chapter
~ lavish of blossom
~ mistily white on the moonshine
~ silvery peaceful beauty & fragrant calm of the night
~ inrush of gladness
~ life still called to her in many insistent voices
~ the deliciousness of fragrance, as of some aerial benediction
~ soft, checkered light & shadow
~ peace and calm of this little place
~ whispering grasses
~ a haunt of ancient peace
~ beyond lay the sea, misty & purple, with its haunting unceasing murmur
~ west was a glory of soft mingled hues
~ she gratefully opened the gates of her soul to it
~ dear old world, you are very lovely & I'm glad to be alive in you
~ companioned by glad content
~ wind purred softly in the cherry boughs
~ flowers of quiet happiness
~ a quiet, well conducted little stream
~ of mellow June sunlight
~ horizon mists of pearl and purple
~ shining like a lamp of guidance & promise
~ eyes glistening with delight
~ suggestive of delightful possibility
~ beauty-loving eyes lingered on it all
~ lost to everything but the loveliness around her
~ the whole, big dear world
~ borne aloft on the wings of imagination
~ woodsy & wild & lonesome
~ lived it over in happy dreams
~ in a breathless whisper
~ don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?
~ a long, wide-eyed silence
~ gossamer glimmered like threads of silver among the trees & fir boughs
~ raptured voyages of exploration
~ so rapt & radiant
{Anne of Green Gables}