`` I 'm not going to worry about it just now , anyway , and spoil this lovely afternoon , '' said Anne , gazing around her with delight . The fresh chill air was faintly charged with the aroma of pine balsam , and the sky above was crystal clear and blue -- a great inverted cup of blessing . `` Spring is singing in my blood today , and the lure of April is abroad on the air . I 'm seeing visions and dreaming dreams , Pris . That 's because the wind is from the west . I do love the west wind . It sings of hope and gladness , does n't it ? When the east wind blows I always think of sorrowful rain on the eaves and sad waves on a gray shore . When I get old I shall have rheumatism when the wind is east . '' `` And is n't it jolly when you discard furs and winter garments for the first time and sally forth , like this , in spring attire ? '' laughed Priscilla . `` Do n't you feel as if you had been made over new ? '' `` Everything is new in the spring , '' said Anne . `` Springs themselves are always so new , too . No spring is ever just like any other spring . It always has something of its own to be its own peculiar sweetness . See how green the grass is around that little pond , and how the willow buds are bursting . '' `` And exams are over and gone -- the time of Convocation will come soon -- next Wednesday . This day next week we 'll be home . '' `` I 'm glad , '' said Anne dreamily .
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