NOVEMBER 117 



keep out of the garden proper, or which grow better 

 elsewhere than with me. Thus, I would not be 

 altogether without the wild bramble and the dog-rose, 

 but I can see them better in the hedgerows; the 

 creeping Jenny (now so popular in the hanging baskets 

 and window-boxes of town gardens) grows abundantly 

 for me in a near meadow ; the grand white and yellow 

 dead nettles would be a real ornament to my garden, 

 but those, too, I prefer to keep in the hedgerows; 

 the pretty quinsywort (Asperula cynanchica) will not 

 grow in my garden, but I can always see it on 

 the downs; nor can I keep for long the beautiful 

 large butterfly orchis or the bee orchis, but I can at 

 any time see them by walking to a wood not two 

 miles away ; while in another wood I can see the rare 

 little Gagea lutea, and the curious parasitical toothwort 

 (Lathrea squamaria) ; and, having no place for aquatics, 

 I cannot grow the flowering rush or the water-lilies, 

 but I am content to enjoy them in the river which 

 bounds the parish. In the same way, I consider that 

 I grow in my neighbours' gardens many plants that I 

 cannot grow in my own. My low elevation forbids 

 the growth of the high Alpines, and even of such 

 plants as the Onosmas, but they grow well in a 

 neighbour's garden at a slightly higher elevation. I 

 go to another neighbour's garden every spring to 



