Angie

“Be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud.”
― Maya Angelou

“On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“She loved the smell of books, the feel of books, the look of them on the shelf.”
― Barbara Michaels, Houses of Stone

“The apple tree in the background, just barely visible, was stretching a single limb out to her, as if wanting to be in the photo with her.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost