"May 7th--There were days last winter when I danced for sheer joy out in my frostbound garden in spite of my years and children. But I did it behind a bush, having a due regard for the decencies..." Indoors are servants, meals and furniture. There, too, is the Man of Wrath, her upright Teutonic husband, inspiring in Elizabeth a mixture of irritation, affection and irreverence. But outside she can escape domestic routine, read favorite books, play with her three babies--and garden to her heart's content. Through Elizabeth's eyes and unique wit, we watch the seasons come and go, each bringing with it new events, friends, and neighbors.