Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Waiting



“I'd be more alive in the garden, I think,” said Bobbie.

But she could not stay in the garden. The hollyhocks and the asters and the late roses all seemed to be waiting for something to happen. It was one of those still shiny autumn days, when everything does seem to be waiting.

Bobbie could not wait.

 ~ from The Railway Children by E. Nesbit

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