Li-Leger Water Garden I painting

Li-Leger Water Garden I painting
Li-Leger Water Garden II painting
Li-Leger Weatherprint_ Garden Dance I painting
Li-Leger Weatherprint_ Orchid Lines I painting
For a year Jo and her Professor worked and waited, hoped and loved, met occasionally, and wrote such voluminous letters that the rise in the price of paper was accounted for, Laurie said. The second year began rather soberly, for their prospects did not brighten, and Aunt March died suddenly. But when their first sorrow was over -- for they loved the old lady in spite of her sharp tongue -- they found they had cause for rejoicing, for she had left Plumfield to Jo, which made all sorts of joyful things possible.
"It's a fine old place, and will bring a handsome sum, for of course you intend to sell it," said Laurie, as they were all talking the matter over some weeks later.
"No, I don't," was Jo's decided answer, as she petted the fat poodle, whom she had adopted, out of respect to his former mistress.
"You don't mean to live there?"
"Yes, I do."