8o THE GARDEN, YOU, AND I 



the two transplantings from the seed, one goes on the 

 southwest side of the rose arbour and the other on the 

 upper or northeast side, where it blooms until it is 

 literally turned into green ice where it stands. 



This manipulation of annuals belongs to the realm 

 of the permanent resident; the summer cottager must 

 be content to either accept the conditions of the garden 

 as arranged by his landlord, or in a brief visit or two made 

 before taking possession, do his own sowing where the 

 plants are to stand. In this case let him choose his 

 varieties carefully and spare his hand in thickness of 

 sowing, and he may have as many flowers for his table 

 and as happy an experience with the summer garden, 

 even though it is brief, as his wealthy neighbour who 

 spends many dollars for bedding plants and foliage 

 effects that may be neither smelled, gathered nor famil- 

 iarized. 



Among all the numerous birds that flit through 

 the trees as visitors, or else stay with us and nest in 

 secluded places, how comparatively few do we really 

 depend upon for the aerial colour and the song that 

 opens a glimpse of Eden to our eager eyes and ears 

 each year, for our eternal solace and encouragement? 

 There are some, like the wood thrush, song- sparrow, 

 oriole, robin, barn-swallow, catbird, and wren, without 



