Our house, Talland House, was just beyond the town, on the
hill. . . . a square house, like a child’s drawing of a house . . . It stood in a garden that ran downhill; and
had formed itself into separate gardens, surrounded by thick escallonia hedges,
whose leaves, when pressed, gave out a very sweet smell.
Entry for September 22, 1940
“A Sketch of the Past”
(MOB 126)
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