“After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
It saddens me when I randomly burst out into this song…and no one knows what I’m singing.
What a moving song
I was so happy when I watched this. I didn’t even know he was in it. I wasn’t paying attention when he came out, but...