Sunday, April 24, 2011

The Secret Garden

As my thoughts recently have revolved so much around gardening (and most particularly my most beautiful roses) I decided to go back and re-visit The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett.
Talk about nostalgia! 
I un-ashamedly love all of FHB's books - (The Little Princess, Little Lord Fauntleroy, The Lost Prince) which are like lovely strong, milky cups of pot brewed tea... Lady Grey I'm thinking... with home cooked biscuits. I'm still debating the type of biscuit - but I suspect they have icing! 
Sentimental. Yep. 
Old fashioned. Yep. 
Tear Jerkers. Yep. (The part where Colin's dad hears his dead wife's voice telling him to return to the garden and then... well my tears always well. Although I freely admit to being soppy) 
The premise of a beautiful, abandoned garden bringing healing to two neglected children and their hearts and health strengthening as the garden comes back to life is a story that can be re-read year after year. 
I am hoping that working in the garden will have a similar impact on my little Sprocket's temper tantrums as they did upon Colin's! 
The tantrums can be very entertaining when they occur at home as he has taken to stamping his feet very dramatically, but they are less entertaining in the middle of a shopping centre.
I am sure he'll come good once he starts getting his hands in the soil and enjoys the lovely fresh air. If it worked for Mary and Colin,  I'm sure it will be equally beneficial for the Sprocket! 

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