(I would've made it Anne Shirley-Cuthbert but it was too long :p)

The vibrant autumn sun shone down on the growing fields as you and Anne walked your merry way. You would either talk until you ran out of breath or stay silent and savor the moment.

Anne looked her absolute best. The sun shining on her freckled face and lighting up her fire-red hair. You wouldn't change this moment for anything.

"Don't you just love the trees? I do, I wish I could climb up and live in one, but I would have to leave my dear Mathew and Marilla." She said