week 41 in my “this is where i am from” year long project: I remember when I was 10 or so,  alone in my room,  noticing that  I was experiencing an exquisite moment.  I was lying on my  bed reading Anne of Greene Gables.  It was late in the day on a Sunday and almost to cold too have the window open- but not quite.


  1. I also read Anne of the Green Gables, I loved that book. Was it around the 70ties ??, I enjoy your site. Thks, Vilma Argentina.

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