In my blogging travels today I came upon a read-along invitation for The Secret Garden hosted by Book Journey. The idea is to read this lovely children’s book and post on it May 31 with a garden party of sorts at Sheila’s. Doesn’t that sound like the most wonderful antidote to heavy novels? Gray-ish days? Finishing up the odd bits and pieces of one’s school year?
My son, now 21 years of age, has long loved this film. A man-child with a beard, who against my deepest pleas continues to smoke Marlboros, will probably watch it with me when I’ve finished reading. Already, I’m looking forward to getting started.