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are in bud the iris are dying and so on through 

 the year. 



Garden number two is planned and planted 

 in rows like a vegetable garden. Its function is to 

 supply cut flowers for the house. We have found 

 it better, rather than try to have too great a vari- 

 ety, to make sure of having something in bloom 

 each month from early spring until killing frost. 

 A twenty-five-foot row each of tulips and jonquils, 

 of sweet peas, corn flowers, baby's breath, love-in- 

 a-mist, scabiosa (who would willingly so dub the 

 lovely "mourning bride"?), zinnias, gladioli, dahl- 

 ias, cosmos, marigolds, and asters make a nursery 

 and cutting bed that supply the formal garden 

 with plants, the house and customers with cut 

 flowers from May until October. 



Here, too, rather than in the vegetable gar- 

 den, we grow the herbs parsley, dill, sage, sum- 

 mer savory, and tobacco because of their aromatic 

 habit. There is only one scent finer than that of 

 the flower garden on a humid midsummer eve- 

 ning: that is the crisp, harsh odor of the celery and 

 cabbage what time you start out after pheasant 

 on a cold fall morning, with the sun blood-red 

 in a dark southern horizon, the pink and yellow 

 maple leaves falling silently through the pale light 

 as they fall in the last act of Cyrano. That is a 

 thing for a man to have seen and smelled in his 

 time. 



