I named that cherry-tree outside my bedroom window this morning.

I called it Snow Queen because it was so white.

Of course, it won't always be in blossom, but one can imagine that it is, can't one ?" "I never in all my life saw or heard anything to equal her," muttered Marilla, beating a retreat down to the cellar after potatoes.

"She is kind of interesting as Matthew says.

I can feel already that I'm wondering what on earth she'll say next.