'No foolin' this is a perfectly enchanting book, full of laughs, those inner chuckles that tickle the very spots that have so longed to be tickled. A perfect post-depression book of delicious verse about gardens and life. See page 28, ""I Saw Nine Pests"". There is all the cheerful cherubs' philosophy of cheer, the whimsicality of Milne and the irresistibility of Shepperd's in these rhymes and sketches, but I have run out of adjectives, so get plenty for stock. Garden, Bon Voyage, Bon Humeur!