from "THE SECRET GARDEN (1911)" -Frances Hodgson Burnett (1849-1924)
I've looked up through the trees at the sky.
I've had a strange feeling of being happy,
as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest...
making me breathe fast.
Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing.
Everything is made out of magic,
leaves and trees,
flower and birds,
badgers and foxes....
and squirrels......
and people.
So, it must be........
.......... all around us.
In this garden...
In all the places..."
Photographs 2025
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