Landscape Gardening 



permanent than the more exquisite spring 

 loveliness, there is a great charm. The 

 monotony of July greens has yielded to 

 the deeper tones of the woodland in Au- 

 gust. The declining sun casts longer 

 shadows in the afternoon. The grass 

 along the winding stream, now at its low- 

 est, stands up high from the surface of 

 the water, with darkly shaded edges the 

 more apparent that its prevailing tones are 

 russet with bright golden lights, where the 

 hay has not yet been cut. Here and there 

 the broad expanse shows a hay-cart and a 

 few moving figures, the one touch of life 

 wanting at other seasons to the landscape. 

 The rounded hay-cocks in the distance 

 are lightly shaded on the side opposite 

 the light. There are streaks of red-brown 

 where some of the grass is in blossom, and 

 of vivid green where masses of sedges 

 line the low banks of the tiny winding 

 river, in which their reflections tone the 

 blue through soft gradations to the deepest 

 shadow. A solitary heron floats above 

 the marsh, beating the air with slow 

 strokes of his broad wings. In the even- 

 ing sometimes the clanging of the wild 

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