Thus far, the Leonard Everett Fisher books I've reviewed have all been based on Greek mythology or Bible stories, and consequently been very weighty affairs. In this story, however, despite the presence of a massive flood and an orphaned baby, the narrative couldn't be breezier. It even rhymes!
Over five-hundred years later, those same nineteen windmills still stand, and I could tell Fisher took great joy in painting their shadowed angles.
|Carefree days before the flood.|