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When Willard Daniels Winsville reinvests his property in Virginia, who is married longer, the little town no longer has eyes only for this couple strangely alien-like.

must say that Vienna, the young bride, stands out in this provincial middle and narrow. Very quickly, it is available, we pin and is jealous ... Is not this "blue Lower New York who had two years of college behind her and stripped from Paris, who could play the piano and spoke foreign languages, who had blond hair and a woman Cleanroom, shoes and gloves for different times of the day, a marble bust of Quintilian and four trunks full of books - more than in the rest of Winsville. . "Just think, a rare bird that does not condescend to stay for tea and flies away at every opportunity ...

Willard and Vienna had two children before the master of the house from escaping in turn, leaving her alone with the whole field to manage ...

Far from "falling into line", now fled Vienna contact with micro Winsville company, exclusively engaged since his long poem (" supposed to imitate an epic Virgil by the structure, the magnitude Dante and Pope at the bottom, it announced ambitious timidly but ironically "), education of his children, or culture of its trees ... All without a academic ounce.
" In this way, it had reached a singular equilibrium, in which the brain and the secular intertwined physically and spiritually as the crossed arms carved fruit trees. It was modeled on the trees she knew and loved, and imitated the genius of nature that allowed them to be firmly anchored into the ground by the force of gravity, while crowning the sky, embracing at the same time the earth and the heavens. "
Willa and Elliot, children, growing up between readings in Latin and walks through the acres of property, hyper little savages cultivated and heightened sensitivity.

But what about a mother who places books more than any top and certainly well beyond religion:

" Promise me that you read them, he had muttered Vienna one day, raising his hand to show the rows of volumes which lined his office. They can save you. "

Trees, books, and a look at times, mad ... mad with grief, in fact, life definitely it does not make her gift ... But

mad, the term is dropped and more than once. Mad for 'different', the drama is there and the misfortunes that follow. How can we be different in a world so small, so full of prejudice without going crazy for the house. The house and gardens as a whole. This woman can fix the harelip another forward, while others look away in disgust ...

This long look, indecent to others, will forever mark, one that we deal with cripple

" To act as a stranger, I think must be someone special. So remember, being different does not make you someone special, but being special someone makes you different . "

The rest of the book is in the light of this sentence, between humanism , exuberance and pride to remain one while you are at the bottom of self in the most complete extravagance, a good kick to the conventions of diehard.

And in the foreground, of course, childhood personified by Willa and Elliot, two young fanatics in the image of their mother, eccentric and deeply endearing.

" You see her little hands? She asks, Buba. This means that there must be a God even if the bees die when they pray! "exclaimed Elliot, ignited ...

Exciting, touching, moving, dramatic, you will not soon forget Vienna, Willa, still less the little Elliot, the last page of the book tour.

Ardent, yes, the good term ... As for Sanctuary, you'll see why ...

" The important thing here, now. Paradise is the Chopin nocturne you just play the piano, these are the fields and trees that have heard. This is not the future that you have to whisper, but the present. "

The brown:" A color so melancholy, like the back of a sparrow: it is the perfect color of regret. "

Editions Quai Voltaire - September 2010