Sunday calls for The Secret Garden.
There’s something about a story that starts in loneliness and ends in bloom. A locked garden, a forgotten girl, a house full of quiet grief — and somehow, by the end, everything is growing again.
If you haven’t seen it, today’s the day. If you have — you already know why we’re watching it again.
And in this heat, there’s something especially soothing about grey skies, damp earth, and cool English mist. Sometimes the best escape is a little cold rain, even if it’s only on screen.
