About the Author
Gillian Newland has illustrated a variety of publications, ranging from magazines to children's books. She finds most of her inspiration outside her studio. She can often be found sketching her fellow customers at Starbucks or the animals at the zoo. Gillian lives in Toronto, Ontario. For more information, visit www.gilliannewland.com
Read an Excerpt
It was shady in the raspberry room. Leaves rustled all around her. The air had a good, plant kind of smell. The tall brown fence made one wall of the room. The raspberry leaves made the ceiling. Patches of blue sky showed through. The floor was made of old leaves and squished weeds.
The fence made a good chair back, too. Abby sat down. She could hear the swing squeaking back and forth. Would Laura like the purple flowers?
Somewhere, a robin was chirping.
A dog started barking. It was Sparky, in the yard next door. Abby knew the dog's name. Sometimes the neighbors talked to him.
"Here, Sparky" she called. Then she laughed. There was a knothole in the fence. A sniffing black nose poked through the hole! Abby petted Sparky's cold wet nose. She let him sniff the purple flowers. Sparky sneezed.
A door banged in the house next door. "Hey, Sparky," someone said.