Wednesday, November 18, 2009

that's all there is.

night ritual by arielliz (&did).
"...He's a sort of animal charmer and I am a boy animal."
"Then he laughed and she laughed too; 
in fact it ended in their both laughing a great deal and finding
 the idea of a boy animal hiding in his hole very funny indeed.
your name by arielliz (&did).
What Mary felt afterward was that she need not fear about Dickon.
late by arielliz (&did).
On that first morning when the sky was blue again Mary wakened very early.
another second lost by arielliz (&did).
The sun was pouring in slanting rays through the blinds and there was something
 so joyous in the sight of it that she jumped out of bed and ran to the window.
(I do believe in fairies) by arielliz (&did).
She drew up the blinds and opened the window itself and a great waft of fresh,
 scented air blew in upon her. 
when I cannot by arielliz (&did).
The moor was blue and the whole world looked as if something Magic had happened to it.
There were tender little fluting sounds here and there and everywhere, 
as if scores of birds were beginning to tune up for a concert.
complete silence. no colours. by arielliz (&did).
Mary put her hand out of the window and held it in the sun.
the dream by arielliz (&did).
"It's warm --- warm!" she said.
het licht gedoofd by arielliz (&did).
"It will make the green points push up and up and up, and it will make
 the bulbs and roots work and struggle with all their might under the earth."
shadow falls by arielliz (&did).
She kneeled down and learned out of the window as far as she could, 
breathing big breaths and sniffing the air until she laughed
te lang zonder zomer by arielliz (&did).
because she remembered what Dickon's mother had said about
 the end of his nose quivering like a rabbit's.
net zoals vroeger by arielliz (&did).
"It must be very early," she said.
nothing's perfect by arielliz (&did).
"The little clouds are all pink and I've never seen the sky look like this. 
No one is up. I don't even hear the stable boys."


I made the light dance. by arielliz (&did).
A sudden thought made her scramble to her feet.
"I can't wait! I am going to see the garden!"
ik hield niet langer vol by arielliz (&did).
She had learned to dress herself by this time and she put on her clothes in five minutes.
unheard screams. by arielliz (&did).
She knew a small side door which she could unbolt herself and she flew down-stairs
 in her stocking feet and put on her shoes in the hall.
so scared, so small by arielliz (&did).
She unchained and unbolted and unlocked and when the door was open 
she sprang across the step with one bound,
. by arielliz (&did).
and there she was standing on the grass, which seemed to have turned green, 
het is maar tijd by arielliz (&did).
and with the sun pouring down on her and warm sweet wafts 
about her and the fluting and twittering and singing coming from every bush and tree.
Aan de oevers van de tijd. by arielliz (&did).
She clasped her hands for pure joy and looked up in the sky and
 it was so blue and pink and pearly and white and flooded with springtime light
Such a Lonely Soul by arielliz (&did).
that she felt as if she must flute and sing aloud herself and knew that thrushes 
and robins and skylarks could not possibly help it.
What it feels like inside. by arielliz (&did).
She ran around the shrubs and paths toward the secret garden.


Excerpt from "The Secret Garden" by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Photographs by Alicia Griffiths


Hey, guess what? 

The holidays are here.

2 comments:

FabBlab said...

These are..amazing.

Heart in a cage said...

After reading is post I feel like reading the book! The photographs are wonderful too!
I tagged you!;)

Have a nice holiday!<3