One of the strange things about living in the world, 
is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live for ever and ever and ever.

One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time 
and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back 
and looks up and up 
and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing 
and marvelous unknown things happening until the east almost makes one cry out 
and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun 
~ which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands of years. 

One knows it when for a moment or so. 

And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset 
and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches 
seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, 
however much one tries. 

Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark-blue at night 
with millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; 
and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; 
and sometimes a look in someone's eyes.

~ excerpt from THE SECRET GARDEN
by Frances Hodgson Burnett

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my dear friend kim klassen came visiting this prairiegirl's gardens (and yes, my secret garden ; )
and has captured my world, as only she can, in the most beautiful way.
see how kim sees my little corner ~ come peek into my gardens 
by popping by her {thoughtful thursday} feature
: )

kim is beyond thoughtful to share a bit of me
with you and all of her, my, our lovely friends!

her gift, kindness and friendship are truly blessings  ...

thank you, kim ~ love you! *squeeze*
can't wait for you and john to visit again 
sooner than soon ...

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off i go to where i need to be these days ...
tending my gardens
and family.

wishing each of you a magical summer
and may you feel like living for ever and ever and ever ...
xxo

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