Cultivate a Secret Garden
I’d rather not say too much. After all, it is a secret. But you can plant your own secret garden — a hobby, a small indulgence, a pleasure, a journal.
Sometimes I feel my life is so public — everyone knows everything. I give so much to so many. This is my one little private thing.
A secret garden is fragile, yet mustn’t be fussed over.
You mustn’t plant it in the middle of a big open filed. It must be hidden and sheltered — a little hard to find.
There is a secret garden at Skenewood, my husband’s family house. You have to lean way out over a balcony to see it. It is close to the wall. It’s hard to prune or weed, but once you find it — wow — it’s a little miracle.
Keep your secret garden close to the chest, like a handful of aces.
Whenever I have told my friends about my seven rules for living, and I rattle them off, this is the one that prompts inquiry.
“Let’s go back to Number Four — a secret garden?”
No. Sorry. And say no more.