I used to say to them, 'Oh, you POOR little things! If you were out in a great big woods with other trees all around you and little mosses and Junebells growing over your roots and a brook not far away and birds singing in you branches, you could grow, couldn't you?
But you can't where you are.

I know just exactly how you feel, little trees.' I felt sorry to leave them behind this morning.

You do get so attached to things like that, don't you?
Is there a brook anywhere near Green Gables?
I forgot to ask Mrs.Spencer that." "Well now, yes, there's one right below the house." "Fancy.

It's always been one of my dreams to live near a brook.

I never expected I would, though.