They'd reached the small clearing around the waterfall, and Anne opened her hand to show him the two pips she held there. "I had apples, when I arrived here," she told him. "Apples from home, from Green Gables. I've been storing the seeds in the coldbox for the last month, so they should be ready to plant now. I want to plant them here, to have a place for Matthew here on the island."
no subject