"A garden. I've stolen a garden."
Remember when I first came across my 'secret garden'? I haven't yet spent any time in it since it was unlocked after winter, but it's calling louder every day!
"The secret garden is always open now. Open, and awake, and alive. If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden." [Mary, The Secret Garden]
The End
This blog was once known as accidentallykle, and is now closed. The story continues over on The Pretty Walrus on Wordpress.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading.
A Long Time Ago
I love old photographs. I've just managed to get my hands on digital versions of these two photos of my grandparents, taken about ten years after the second world war ended.
Ironically, the photos were also taken in the same place. (Wied Għomor, Malta)
Maternal Grandparents
Paternal Grandparents
Weren't they stunning? :)
I love the speed and ease of modern photography, but there was something so magical about photos taken back then. I imagine every photo to have been an event - the sort of thing you got dressed up for. I wonder what was going through their minds as they had their photos taken. I might just ask my Nannas :)
Ironically, the photos were also taken in the same place. (Wied Għomor, Malta)
Maternal Grandparents
Paternal Grandparents
Weren't they stunning? :)
I love the speed and ease of modern photography, but there was something so magical about photos taken back then. I imagine every photo to have been an event - the sort of thing you got dressed up for. I wonder what was going through their minds as they had their photos taken. I might just ask my Nannas :)
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