Edith wondered.

June 14, 2012 @ 8:26 pm | Filed under:

“A garden had to be your own before it would let you in, and even your own garden did not give up its secrets unless it liked you. But if a garden had once been your own, did it disown you when somebody else took possession of it? She did not think so.”

The Scent of Water, Elizabeth Goudge, p. 30.


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  1. Stephanie says:

    The Scent of Water is my favorite Goudge book, and my favorite English book, and my favorite novel, and my favorite book of its kind … of any kind.

  2. Constance says:

    I used to have quite a Goudge collection but The Little White Horse and Linnets and Valerians were always my favorites.

  3. Melissa Wiley says:

    Stephanie, I didn’t see your comment until I’d finished—and oh, do I understand what you mean! I was completely undone by this lovely, lovely book. I hadn’t even got halfway in when I told Scott ‘I think I just found my favorite book.’

  4. Stephanie says:

    🙂 … I re-read it often. The Eliot family trilogy is good, too, but in a different way. Have you seen The Valley of Song?