The Bookish Kind: A Graveyard of Buried Hopes

Sunday, May 28, 2017

A Graveyard of Buried Hopes

I'm sorry. I don't like {what I have seen of} the new series, "Anne With An E." I wanted to like it, but my little kindred heart wants to break when I think that someday, 30 years on from today, girls over the world will think that this new Anne Shirley Cuthbert! {yikes}, is the dear, wonderful, kindred Anne Shirley from Lucy Maud Montgomery's exquisite books. She is just not.

Please kindreds, let's hold this Anne in our hearts, for as long as we can, and pass her onto the next generation so she is not lost. Otherwise, my life will be a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

2 comments:

GraceAugust 25, 2017 at 9:00 PM
I refused to watch any of it because the preview was so terrible. Doesn't keep to the spirit of the books at all. You just can't beat the original series; they had the look, the music, and the casting all down so well. Why redo something that's perfectly done already?
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WebmasterNovember 25, 2017 at 10:32 PM
Thank you for your comment, I missed it back in August. I am so glad I am not alone in feeling this way. It could have been so amazing ... if only!
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Joy

I will never tire of the wind,
be it a cold winter blast
that takes me off guard
with it's bitterness,
or an exhilarating spring or
fall tempest that sweeps me away.
I get caught up in it every time,
...it's as if the wind is calling
my name to come out and play.
The trees become my cohorts,
...those gentle giants that sway
back and forth with delight,
as they gracefully bend to and
fro - they get caught up every time,
too, and are surely clapping their
hands in mirth.
In these moments, I am a
beautiful bird who was made for nothing more than ascending
to the heights where the currents await me. Joy.

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