April 12, 2012

She had been running and her hair was loose and blown and she was bright with the air and pink-cheeked, though he could not see it.

"It's so beautiful!" she said, a little breathless with the speed. "You never saw anything so beautiful! It has come! I thought it had come that other morning, but it was only coming. It is here now! It has come, the Spring! Dickon says so!"

"Has it?" cried Colin, and though he really knew nothing about it he felt his heart beat. He actually sat up in bed.

"Open the window!" he added laughing half with joyful excitement and half at his own fancy. "Perhaps we may hear golden trumpets!"

And though he laughed, Mary was at the window in a moment and in a moment more it was opened wide and freshness and softness and scents and birds' songs were pouring through.

-From The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett



  1. perfect! oh, what a favorite book.

  2. a classic! what gorgeous yellows to accompany this scene :)

  3. this book will always have a special place in my heart... :)

  4. beautiful! a favourite book too and lovely to read that little excerpt again.

  5. I adore this book. It's great to finally find a few blogs (yours included) that aren't so focussed on fashion. I shall definitely be returning :) Rhi xx