160 A Little Maryland Garden 
mine. Another antipathy I have is for pea- 
shaped flowers. I could never have a per- 
ennial pea within my garden walls; and 
though I love the lupin growing wild on 
the hills I would not want it in the garden. 
Sweet peas are not, of course, included in this 
feeling; their wide wings and large flowers 
make them so unlike the conventional, 
compact pea-shaped blossoms: nor could I 
help loving the wistaria and the yellow 
broom. 
The coleus is a product of the vegetable 
kingdom that I really detest. When every 
one went wild over their strange splotches 
and combinations of colour, they seemed to 
me to be only coarse weeds. When I came 
to read garden books that decried the use of 
coleus in the borders, I was delighted to find 
that some people agreed with me. To me 
they represent the same grade of taste that 
admires the sad everlasting flowers, which 
gather dust through the winter in hopeless 
dulness, and which puts the dusty miller, with 
its grey flannel foliage, in the border to take 
