I absolutely do. my favorite book from childhood was "the secret garden. " I would take it out to my garden and read it sitting in an old crab apple tree that was bent to make the perfect bench for a child. I was very much like Mary and her journey felt very much like mine. I still have the beat up, juice stained copy that one of my foster mothers gave to me. I pull it out and read it some times, when I need a reminder about the healing power of gardens.