Friday, July 21, 2006

The Secret Garden

Secret Gardens


Claude at Blogging in Paris had a wonderful post about recently reading The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett. It was one of my favorite books as a child and I realized as I read Claude's post that the book stayed with me all these years because I'm always drawn to garden gates that have the promise of something secret and mysterious behind them. I passed this gate daily when road work caused a detour to my job last summer. Every single time I passed by I had to slow down and look. I still take the long route a few times a month just to see it. The tiny window in the gate shows a glimpse of the flowers on the other side. It looks almost like a stained glass window.

I have been running around like a maniac this week taking pictures because I've been so inspired by Cheeky Attitude, Fickle and Whim and Blogging In Paris. This is just crazy!

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KITTY DIARIES DAY 6

The Magic of Tuna

The tuna trick has created a bond with me and Les Girls. Queenie rubbed against my leg tonight and actually was up on her back legs as I was putting her dinner down. Why didn't I think of this before?

I'm fresh out of pics of Les Girls but here's one of Charley our office cat cooling off today in the in basket. He will stand and stare at the basket and meow until we remove any papers so he can climb in and sleep. This is actually for Chelle P who also has a black and white Charley cat!




19 Comments:

At 4:35 AM, Blogger Ginnie said...

The photo you posted is absolutely wonderful and I loved "The Secret Garden". The idea of being secreted in a safe and peaceful place is very alluring...maybe even moreso as we grow older and venture into the, often, unfriendly world.

 
At 6:00 AM, Anonymous Alan G said...

First things first this morning...

Be careful when picking up those folders and papers out of the in-basket just in case Charley Cat changes her mind and decides to make it a litter box.

The picture you posted of the "Secret Garden" could not have been named more appropriately. Looks just like what the entrance to the garden should look like. I keep checking Turner Classic Movies every week to see if it is going to be showing any time soon. Nothing yet!

 
At 10:19 AM, Blogger Jay said...

I love secret gardens too. Many years ago when we visted Cali, we went to Carmel and found many secret gardens. And lots of little back passageways to cafes, shops, galleries etc. To bad you have be a gozillionaire to live there.

 
At 10:22 AM, Blogger Kell said...

I really liked this post, too. I loved the book and the musical The Secret Garden. And when I was living in Sacramento, there was a Kincaid painting (before he exploded everywhere) called "The Secret Garden. I really wanted that. I think you captured their allure.

 
At 10:37 AM, Blogger saz said...

Ginnie - You're right. Maybe that's why I'm drawn to them again.

Alan - I'm looking everywhere for that old movie - Netflix doesn't even have it.

Jay - Carmel is one of my favorite places - probably just for that reason. In my "career" years I did several training jobs there - would have to be at The Pine Inn for weeks and weeks - really tough job huh?

Kell - Kincaid does those Garden Gate themes too - always fascinate me.

 
At 11:22 AM, Blogger Betty said...

New Orleans used to be a good place to find secret gardens, too. I hope it will be again.

 
At 12:06 PM, Blogger saz said...

Oh Boy Betty - That was the one place I never went to and I wanted so much to see. My folks were there a million years ago and loved it. It was the port of entry for my 89 year old friend when she came here from Poland after WW2 - she was entranced with New Orleans. I hope it becomes what it once was too.

 
At 6:49 PM, Blogger F&W said...

I've never read The Secret Garden and now I just may have to do so! What a charming photo and subject.

Loooooove Charley! While I used to be allowed to take my dog to work, I've always secretly hoped for cat at work. They think they own everything in sight. *sigh* Thanks for posting this. :o)

 
At 3:11 AM, Anonymous Alan G said...

The only place I have been able to find the "1949" version of "The Secret Garden" for sale is on Amazon.com. They are all VHS tapes of course. They have a bunch of used ones and the new ones are being offered at around $70 each. I will wait till it comes on TCM and record it.

 
At 9:53 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

finally back to a place w/internet access. Not surprised to see that everything is going very well back home.

Now that les girls are spoiled rotten we have to wean them off of daily tuna. ;-) We'll be going through withdrawls ourselves- they fed us very well on this trip.

Also happy to see that you're branching out with the blogging! Yea!

We can't thank you enough for your help.

les folks

 
At 10:47 AM, Anonymous Susan said...

What a delightful gate. You're right, it really makes me wonder what's behind there.

I've always envisioned The Secret Garden gate as being much more decrepit though. (I've never seen the movie) This seems more like it should be in a fairy tale to me. It's gorgeous either way.

 
At 12:19 PM, Blogger saz said...

Susan - You're right. The book does start off with an old decrepit garden which is why I'm also fascinated with those!

Alan - I'm tempted to buy one of the used vhs tapes of the 1949 movie - it was such a wonderful old movie!

Les Folks - What do you mean WEAN THEM OFF THE TUNA? They love that treat.

 
At 2:22 AM, Anonymous claude said...

What a beautiful photograph! Quite the entrance to the Secret Garden, too. I'm glad you're running around taking pictures. Just what I like doing too!

I was sure I had left a comment yesterday, but either it didn't go through, or I thought of it, but didn't get around to do it.
More pics, please!

 
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