Chapter 15 - (VERSO)
of them in the spring. Oh, Marilla, can’t you just imagine you see them? It actually takes away my breath. I named it Violet Vale. Diana says she never saw the beat of me for hitting on fancy names for places. It’s nice to be clever at something, isn’t it? But Diana named the Birch Path. She wanted to, so I let her; but I’m sure I could have found something more poetical than plain Birch Path. Anybody can think of a name like that. But the Birch Path is one of the prettiest places in the world, Marilla.”
It was. Other people besides Anne thought so when they stumbled on it. It was a little narrow, twisting path, winding down over a long hill
"Birch Path": In her January 27, 1911, journal entry, Montgomery acknowledged that she did not have a "Birch Path" in Cavendish but imagined one. She pasted into her journal a photograph from Outing magazine that captured her imagining.