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May 7th -- There were days last winter when I danced for sheer joy out in my frost-bound garden in spite of my years and children. But I did it behind a bush, having a due regard for the decencies ...'
Elizabeth's uniquely witty pen records each season in her beloved garden, where she escapes from the stifling routine of servants, meals, domestic routine, and the presence of her overbearing husband ...
Elizabeth's uniquely witty pen records each season in her beloved garden, where she escapes from the stifling routine of servants, meals, domestic routine, and the presence of her overbearing husband ...