Red Gifts in the Garden of Stones: A tale of grief and ghosts and at least one small dog

It's 1969. Distrust and arrogance are alive and well in the timeless bones and living stones of this close Welsh community, and the pagan ancestors aren't as far in the past as people might think. It only takes a very small dog to inflame a monster...

Suspiciously long-lived matriarch Lizzie Coombe expects her one-hundredth birthday to be a special day. She's always kept aloof from the neighbours; hasn't spoken to some for over 50 years, and cares even less for their opinions. But Reverent Morgan, latest in a long line of Morgan vicars at the tiny village chapel, is affronted by events. And he finds a ready audience for his hostility.

Caught inside the haunted walls of the ancestral farmhouse, aristocratic Lizzie and her solid daughter Myfanwy only know long-dead love. Lizzie's unstable granddaughter Sarah Maud is frightened of it. Great granddaughter Jenner doesn't seem to need love at all; is she a wise woman, or a witch?

As events and people spiral out of her accustomed control, Lizzie faces her own ghosts and sees she might have to do the unexpected: care for her family.

This quirky family saga looks at alienation and healing, change and tradition, and the impacts of love and tragedy on the generations. And holding them all, the ancient landscape of South Wales.