io8 THE STORY OF MY ROCK GARDEN 



In the steep, moist, shady places the lovely Haberleas 

 and Ramondias are flowering, the latter looking very 

 charming as the spikes of purplish violet flowers, with 

 a rich orange eye, rise from the rosettes of shaggy 

 wrinkled leaves. Perhaps the illustration on page 77 

 may suggest in a modest way the richness of verdure 

 and profusion of flower in a corner of my Rock Garden, 

 and may serve to indicate the manner in which the rock 

 springs from a flower-strewn path edge. 



July is, to a very large extent, a repetition of June, 

 especially when the temperature is moderate, and does 

 not scorch up the flowers almost before they open, as 

 in 1911. However, we have valuable additions to 

 make good the inevitable depletion due to those plants 

 which have finished their period of flowering, and are 

 fast ripening their seed. Such additions include 

 Acantholimon glumaceum, or Prickly Thrift, with its 

 numerous spikelets of bright rose-coloured flowers, 

 projecting from its cushion of rigid sharply-pointed 

 leaves, where it hugs some sun-baked rock. 



Dianthus neglectus, that sweet little Pink, with its 

 small narrow grass-like foliage quite inconspicuous 

 when not in flower, is now spangled with its rich 

 carmine blossoms, closing each evening, and exhibiting 

 the softly tinted back of each petal. This is indeed a 

 charming little plant, and best of all a good perennial, 

 seemingly free from the quality, associated with so 



