Welcome to Litsy!

Reads like a fairytale dairy in the sensory paradise of an English garden over the course of 4 seasons. Since I found it in a musty secondhand bookshop I have taken it across the world with me, read it over glasses of winter wine, spring teacups, frosty summer beers & autumn tea. It is transformative, transporting magic. Turning its pages alters time; I could be in a garden melancholy with late summer sadness 50 years ago, or here, now. Magical.