A photo of Maud's mother at Park Corner Although I was so very glad to get "home" from my trip to Canada I am now experien...
Maud's son, Chester, in trouble, 1955
Church on PEI
2010
Anne Doll gets a portrait
Maud's Birthplace
New London, PEI
This blogger gazes over Lovers Lane
Cavendish, PEI
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Sunset over the Gulf of St Lawrence
Ferry Crossing to PEI, 2010
Lamp and Family Bible
Corner at Green Gables
Frede Cambell
Maud's best friend, signage Green Gables
The Moon of the Falling Leaves
This old handcrafted piece made me think of Maud
PEI Ferry Dock - Nova Scotia Side
The hour long evening ride over to PEI afforded a beauty I will never forget
Halifax
Period structures located across the street from one of Maud's boarding residences
Lover's Lane
Green Gables, PEI
Cavendish Shore
School House
Lower Bedeque
The Haunted Wood
Green Gables, PEI
"Silver Bush"
Park Corner, PEI
Front Entry, Park Corner, PEI
Tripping in the Land of Maud
Tryon Palace, New Bern, North Carolina- an inscrutable irony that the history in Maud's backyard is historically linked to my own back yard
For Frederica Campbell Macfarlane
"Will you ever come again?"
Tripping in the Land of Maud
Cape Tryon Lighthouse, Park Corner, PEI- named for the North Carolina Colonial Governor, William Tryon
"Magic Island - The Fictions of LM Montgomery" by Elizabeth Waterston
Next book to be added to my LMM Library
Illusions of contentment and a revolving door
After much personal study and reflection on this subject, I have come to a conclusion (subject to change) that Lucy Maud Montgomery made the most disastrous personal choices of her life based on an inate desire to enfold herself into her own illusions of contentment.
"A Scope for Imagination"
"The book was clean , but jacket-less, and it gave the impression of having held it's sway amongst the other, similarly aged titles. The title on the spine read as follows: "Anne of Green Gables." The book, in my memory, seems to have shivered and quivered on the shelf. It shouldn't be hard to guess the rest of this story. "Anne of Green Gables" is the book that came home with me that day. From the first page to the end I was enveloped with a keen consciousness of feeling that the magic of my life had finally fallen upon me." Rosemary
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I’d looove for you to peruse our 25 blogs;
however, lemme first explain something:
my solemn duty, dear, is to serve and honor you…
I’d also love to giveth unto thee ideas
simply because I love humanity of the girlish species:
thots you never thot of,
the picturesque protagonist, par excellence,
the non-perishables, the luxurious ditzy-glitz:
the generous, undiluted expansion of d’bizarre;
the epic endoorphins – an open door to an
onomatopoeia Vernacular,
from the high-flying, barnstorming,
toxic firewurKS from yeee-haw KS
taking you in a completely new direction
than where you originally planned!!
O! the mind doth boggle, girly-whirly!!
Why else does a moth fly FROM the night
than to a bold, attractive candle Light??
Don’t let His extravagant Brilliance be extinguished.
You’re creative, yes?
Then, fly-away with U.S. to the antidote…
Whether you obtain morality4mortality to wiseabove
or just glean tantalizing specimens for thy next best seller,
you shall find in our blogs a lotta (subliminal) moxie
which has taken this sinfull mortal yeeeeers to compile:
I lay it ALL out for you, dear, with All-Star-Oxygems:
Wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
An XtraXcitinXpose with no zooillogical-expiration-date?
An IQ much higher than K2?
An extraordinarily, anti-establishment-victory
with both sardonic, satirical wit Who’s savvy
and avant-guarde-humility??
Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
(with a most-excellent-detector of bull§ht):
“Faith, hope, and love,
the greatest of these is love –
jump into faith…
and you’ll VitSee with love”
Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
God believes in you.
Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
from a super-passionate, lucrative iconoclasm where you’ll find
nonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsX…
of deluxe-HTTP [<- pi] opportunities for excitement BTW.
Do it. Do the deed, dude. Sign into the Big-Zaftig-House.
PS “It is impossible that anyone should NOT receive all that they have believed and hoped to obtain; it gives Me great pleasure when they hope great things from Me and I will always give them more than they expect”
-our Lord Jesus to Saint Gertrude
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