A small girl visits her grandmother whose garden is so overgrown it is almost a jungle. Statues hide amongst the trees and the seasons seem to merge as in memory.
‘We had crusts of bread to feed the birds and broke them into small pieces to leave on the ground.
Grandmother said that sometimes,
when she is very quiet and alone
they will eat from her hand’.
Grandmother’s cottage is full of treasures. But most treasured, is the affection between the child and her grandmother.
- Scholastic Australia 1978