There isn't much blossom about at this time of the year, but the ferns are flourishing everywhere, even on the trunks of the oaks and deodars. In the winter and early summer, one has to go down to streams or shady places to see the ferns. In August, they come to see us.

Ruskin Bond is most at home in his cosy room in Landour, a room with a window - from which he looks out on the world. A room where he writes his daily journal.

In these leaves from his journal, written over the past two years, Ruskin describes his days in his unique way: from the joy of seeing a new flower bloom to the pain of a toothache that just can't be ignored. Outside, the seasons change. In his room, for Ruskin, every morning brings new thoughts, new observations.

Another Day in Landour is an absolute delight for anyone who enjoys Ruskin's warm, gentle, witty prose, and his wonderful way of looking at nature, at people, at life itself.