“The Secret Garden was what Mary called it when she was thinking of it. She liked the name, and she liked still more the feeling that when its beautiful old walls shut her in no one knew where she was. It seemed almost like being shut out of the world in some fairy place. The few books she had read and liked had been fairy-story books, and she had read of secret gardens in some of the stories. Sometimes people went to sleep in them for a hundred years, which she had thought must be rather stupid. She had no intention of going to sleep, and, in fact, she was becoming wider awake every day which passed at Misselthwaite.” ― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
So the “Secret Garden”” is almost finished but already it blends in. It was built with every range of weather and the design was fluid, dynamic and ever changing. The “crumbling” walls caused nothing but concern and questions but they are just perfect.
The final step of laying the grass changed everything – it tied it all together. Bonnie loves that grass. The water feature has yet to be decided on so just for now we have put Kangaroo Paws in – and they may just stay. We saw a Lion’s Head at Mawarra – I think this is the way to go.