I just read the first 70 pages of The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett during my lunch hour. Obviously, I've read the book many times before but it's been a long, long time. I'm so glad that I actually decided to follow through on my annual plan to reread it. What a charming story. I am anxious to continue, but work must be attended to.
I'm also anxious to see my crocuses bloom. I understand that they are blooming for others, so maybe mine will follow soon.