“Just think what a lovely place to live – in an apple blossom! Fancy going to sleep in it when the wind was rocking it. If I wasn’t a human girl I think I’d like to be a bee and live among the flowers.”
It wasn’t just Anne who shared a fondness for this particular flower. Her author, L.M. Montgomery, even wrote a poem about them.
Apple Blossoms
White as the snows on sunless peaks,
Pink as the earliest blush of morn,
Pure as the thought of a stainless soul,
Perfect and sweet as a joy new-born:
Always they bloom in these long rare days.
When Maytime drifts into balmy June,
When the winds purr lightly among the leaves,
And meadow and woodland are all atune;
Ever and always there they blow –
Apple-blossoms of rose and snow!
Purple twilights and rose-red dawns,
Dimmest of hazes on far green hills,
Wonderful midnights and clear blue days,
Rapturous music of wild-bird trills:
Lightness of heart and dreams of joy,
Subtlest visions and fancies fair,
Tenderest hopes for the hours to come,
Freedom from worry and grief and care:
Come where the apple-blossoms blow –
Perfumed driftings of rose and snow.
Sources: The Anne of Green Gables Treasury
The Poetry of Lucy Maud Montgomery
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