I think I like this one even more than Betsy-Tacy. Maud's descriptions are balm to my soul. For example: “It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside” (p. 4). Such a beautiful turn of phrase. I also really love all of her descriptions ...
To people in Deep Valley, it felt like Betsy and Tacy had always been friends, since it was difficult to imagine one without the other. The girls first became friends when they were five years old and Tacy moved to the house across the street from Betsy. Tacy is very bashful while Betsy is a born...