Mary Lennox in that large house on the moors was one of my best friends.
Secret rooms, mysterious locked away gardens, and misty fields were a universe away from the beaches, hot winds and wildfires of the valleys where I grew up. I’ve wanted an English cottage garden and a stone manor house ever since. My Godmother sent me the Secret Garden when I was 10. It helped me dream.

From Wikimedia Commons – Darnholm North Yorkshire Railway
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