I think it was when friends of the family gave us some of the Anne books. Specifically, Anne of Avonlea, Anne of the Island, Anne of Windy Poplars, Anne’s House of Dreams, and Rainbow Valley. I didn’t actually read Anne of Green Gables until several years later, I don’t believe, and Rilla of Ingleside much later after that (the forgettable Anne of Ingleside sometime in between I think). My original favorites were 2,3, and 7.

All eight Anne Books, the Emily trilogy, the Pat duology, the Story Girl duology, The Blue Castle, A Tangled Web, Magic for Marigold, Jane of Lantern Hill, The Road to Yesterday, Chronicles of Avonlea, and Further Chronicles of Avonlea, The Blythes Are Quoted, Kilmeny of the Orchard, Christmas with Anne and Other Holiday Stories,

The 80’s movies. Not a fan. Green Gables Fables (season one, season two,

unfortunately Storify has been shut down, because once I discovered that, that is how I experience the story. All the characters tweets, subtweets, photos, vlogs, etc. in Chronological order, and they were perfect!)

I’m not sure, I’d just sort of like to fit in that world generally.

I don’t normally feel like I “relate” to characters. I’d love to be like Donna though, so I could have Peter. And honestly, her dull life of waiting and dreaming, does fit me. Also why I relate to Pat. A lot of the other heroines are ambitious, I’m not.

No, but I REALLLY want to. Definitely a bucket list location.

I like the main ones all really (though Pat and Emily especially need some sense knocked into them regarding their swain), that is why she is a favorite author. I have a hard time reading if I don’t like the heroine.

Peter and Barney.

My Anne and Diana pins (my instagram post) from A Story Seamstress Art.

The romantic and meaningful ones are nice and all but I live for the humorous scenes, and if they combine both as with Peter and Donna, perfection! However since by quote collection skills need work and Goodreads doesn’t do well on anything not famous or subtly humorous, I’m limited. Also, I’m brain dead, so I’ll leave you with this.

“Roaring Abel crossed the kitchen at a bound, caught him by his collar and his trousers, and hurled him through the doorway and over the garden paling with as little apparent effort as he might have employed in whisking a troublesome kitten out of the way. “The next time you come back here,” he bellowed, “I’ll throw you through the window – and all the better if the window is shut! Coming here, thinking yourself God to put the world to rights!” Valancy candidly and unashamedly owned to herself that she had seen few more satisfying sights than Uncle James’ coat-tails flying out into the asparagus bed.”
― L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle