Gayani Jayathilake

“It was a dear month with early sunrises and never-ending hours of daylight. It was when green seedlings grew taller to call themselves adults. When tree branches bent low burdened with fruit. When the sun beamed down on every creature to see if they were getting enough vitamin. A time when all happenings happened anew.“

This cosy literary fiction novel is an escape into the wild where everything came labelled fresh. It is a story that makes all life happenings seem like a humble slice of life.