Raynor Winn's novel begins with how she and her husband, Moth, lost everything, finding themselves homeless and broke and devastated - with devastation converted in one fell swoop into absolute despair as an even worse disaster unfolds in a doctor's office; and the rest of the novel is of their journey along the salt path where they find themselves and hope once more.
But this isn't just another journey of self-discovery: it's a beautifully written, lyrical, inspirational, heart-rendingly wonderful book. It really has everything: tears, devastation, hope, and laugh-out-loud humour, and resonates with beautifully-observed and poetically-rendered deep engagements with nature - sea and sky and salt - and is one of the most well-written, beautiful novels I've read.
It was recommended to me by an artist friend who has herself gone to live beside the salt path, after a year in which we've had our own devastation and despair. And now I'm recommending it to you. Read it. You really will be glad you did.