My Garden in Spring 



thought much of. But look at Ranunculus amplexicaulis 

 major in the piped bed opposite bearing on several tall, 

 branching stems the largest white Buttercups I have 

 ever seen. Here indeed it is a glorious thing. Another 

 plant in ordinary border soil is not so fine, so I feel my 

 lead pipe and sandy mixtures are worth fussing over to 

 produce such a thing as this. There are sixteen of the 

 glistening white flowers open and a few are over, but many 

 buds are preparing to carrying on the display: even 

 R. pyrenaeus, which is very beautiful in other parts of the 

 garden, .takes second place to this. Under it the ground 

 is carpeted with the Blue Daisy, Bellis rotundifolia coeru- 

 lescens, a crop of self-sown seedlings, which found this bed 

 just what they wanted, and the grey-lilac flowers are very 

 pretty in a good mass like this, but blue is only a courtesy 

 title I fear. Androsace Henryi likes its home too, and has 

 sent up a score of its round heads of small, white flowers 

 above the crenate and cordate leaves that look so unlike 

 those of ordinary members of the family. A. earned in 

 several forms, all from Mt. Cenis, whether white or rosy, 

 are pretty among the Gentiana verna. Primula integrifolia, 

 who lives in a marsh in her native Pyrenees, grows and 

 flowers under the shade of a stone just behind the colony 

 of P. pedemontana. Senecio incanus makes tufts of lovely 

 silver fern leaves, but refuses to flower when starved in the 

 granite chips or to live at all if planted in fatter soil. 



These are a few of the plants that catch my eye on 

 this May day, but a week hence others will have taken 

 their places and the face of the rock garden be changed, 

 but this chapter must not go on for another week. 

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