One of my favorite childhood books (and movies) of all time is The Secret Garden. When I was little I loved the idea of escaping through a hidden door into a secluded paradise of possibilities. I was also so inspired by the way the main character, Mary, transformed the once forgotten, desiccated garden into a lush haven filled with blooms. To this day, The Secret Garden still has a special place in my heart and I wish that I had a hidden garden of my own to hide away in, especially in this sweltering heat. As I don’t have my own tranquil garden to unwind in, for the time being, I’ll just have to make do with re-reading the book, watching the 1993 movie, and decking myself out from head to toe in florals. It could be worse!