MY OWN ACRE 



exotics that was a real garden in any good art 

 sense; in any way, that is, lastingly pleasing to a 

 noble spirit. Let your garden, and let mine, be 

 the garden of joy. For the only way it can be 

 that, on and on, year in, year out, is to be so good 

 in art and so finely human in its purposes that 

 to have it and daily keep it will make us more 

 worth while to ourselves and to mankind than 

 to go without it. 



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