Sometimes since I’ve been in the garden I’ve looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden– in all the places.
―Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
This is beautiful
Thanks, Kadeem! I’m glad it brightened your day.
thanx for sharing and bringing back the memories associated with that novel. keep posting! keep in touch!
Thank you so much for your encouragement! So many of us have loving memories of this novel. See you around.
kat