They ran from one part of the garden to another and found so many wonders that they were obliged to remind themselves that they must whisper or speak low. He showed her swelling leafbuds on rose branches which had seemed dead. He showed her ten thousand new green points pushing through the mould; They put their eager young noses close to the earth and sniffed its warmed springtime breathing; they dug and pulled and laughed low with rapture . . . . There was every joy on earth in the secret garden that morning.”

~ Frances Hodgson Burnett (from her children’s classic, The Secret Garden)

Joyfully shared by Betty Hanselman

Gardener’s wife (& huge fan of all gardens, secret & otherwise!)