... room.‘It’s the wind from the moor. It blows softly and carries the spring scents on its journey.’They had so much to talk about: Mary described the gardens, the colours, the plants, the trees, the ... left.For the next couple of days Mary continued her visits to her cousin’s, telling him about the spring in the air, Dickon, his animals and the secret garden. The weather finally changed for the ... business. It was his wife’s garden and they both loved it so much. They spent lots of time there. They locked themselves in and didn’t allow anybody to bother them. There was a big tree which...