A GARDEN DIARY 155 



MARCH 28, 1900 



T T AD we embarked upon a little stone house, 

 * instead of a little red -brick one, should 

 we, I wonder, have had the energy to bestow 

 upon ourselves a small flagged and stone- 

 walled garden as an adjunct to it ? I doubt it. 

 For one thing flagged gardens are, I imagine, 

 costly affairs. Moreover I have never myself 

 seen a new one that appealed to me as quite 

 satisfactory. An old, grey -walled, and grey- 

 flagged garden, as part of an old, grey farmhouse, 

 or manor, is one of the most ideal possessions 

 that the heart of man could sigh after. Like 

 most other ideal possessions, to have it, it is, 

 unfortunately, necessary as a rule to have been 

 born to it. 



Be this as it may, I have never ceased to 

 rejoice that we had the energy to embark at 

 once upon our little red - brick garden. The 

 comfort of knowing that there is always one 

 spot sure to be clean, sure to be dry, sure to be 

 a satisfaction to step into, even in such weather 



