66 EVERSLEY GARDENS 



own flower, has whitened hedgerow and 

 common once more, and made our gardens 

 so radiant with the pink and crimson of its 

 single and double varieties, that we could 

 almost envy the sweet pain of the nightingale, 



when 



" She, poor bird, as all forlorn 

 Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn." 



We are hearing a good deal now about 

 planting for colour effects in the garden, a 

 point which until the last few years has been 

 sadly neglected by all but that limited number 

 of gardeners who are artists as well. I thought 

 one day in late May, as indeed I have often 

 thought before and since at all seasons of the 

 year, that among these gardener-artists the 

 creator of what I venture to call the Garden 

 of Delight stands pre-eminent. For such May 

 Garlands of subtly combined and contrasted 

 colour are seldom seen. We seemed to be 

 stepping through lines of burnished copper 

 and gold between the broad borders down the 

 straight walk wide bands of Polyanthus in 

 front of Wallflowers of every shade, behind 



