Sometimes I Wonder
February 12, 2012 @ 8:36 pm | Filed under: Assorted and Sundry
Do I thrill at the sight of green spikes poking up from the soil because I read The Secret Garden so many times, growing up? Or did I read it so many times because it put into words the thrill I felt in my mother’s garden?
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tanita says:
Yesterday I was exclaiming over the shoots I see coming up in the neighbor’s yard. It always amazes me how quickly the Long Dark turns to light around these parts. The world just *flips a switch* and here’s Spring…
On February 13, 2012 at 1:32 am
Ellie says:
Ah **sigh** here we have had subzero windchills, and today we are expecting snow š
How I loved The Secret Garden (I find it just too hard to read aloud though, so my kids have to discover it one their own).
On February 13, 2012 at 6:11 am
Beth says:
Which came first…the garden or the book? š An astute question!
Lovely to see things poking up too. We’ve still got snow on the ground here, but it’s sunny today…
On February 13, 2012 at 11:18 am