A Secret Garden

I always wanted to make a secret garden. I like the idea of bursting through bushes and trees to discover a hidden treasure of little blossoms shining in a ray of sunlight that had poked it's nose through the branches. Maybe there should be a bench or tree stump just large enough for lovers to sit on while they steal a kiss. And of course a gazebo, for picnic lunches or a nice cup of tea. And it would be perfect for taking shelter from a quick summer rain shower.



But the yard is only so big. And my husband is getting rather tired of my creative ideas for the one and only acre that we have. So I guess I'll give up my grand scheme and keep peace in the family. Besides, once I show it off to everyone I know, is it really a secret after all?

Did you ever think how a bit of land displays the character of the owner? Laura Engalls Wilder