Some books are like pavlova and whipped cream

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Thanks! Before the earthquakes, I had a very specific Saturday morning walk in the centre of town, which had a high number of homes with garden art to see. It was a refill of my tank, being able to see the quirky and whimsical in other people's gardens. It was close to the Avon river, so a good part of those streets were damaged badly, and the arty people moved away. John Monto has a fabulous garden in a suburb close by, and I stare greedily at the art he has, and their lovely gardens - it really lifts my spirit. My dog just stares at their chickens...so on that corner of the fence we don't linger...