NOVEMBER 247 



is at fault, for there are at least a dozen species which 

 will luxuriate on a sunny bank in poor sandy soil on 

 the west coast as far north as Ross-shire. 



There is such a bewildering abundance and variety of 

 flowering plants at command of amateurs that I am 

 always grateful to anybody who calls attention to 

 something specially desirable. Mr. Reginald Farrer 

 has done so much yeoman service of this kind in his 

 charming and instructive book, My Rock Garden, that 

 little remains to be said about the class of plants 

 whereof he treats ; yet would I mention a speedwell 

 upon the merit of which he is silent Veronica 

 Allioni, to wit. Wedged tightly between stones on the 

 topmost level of a wall-garden, this delightful little 

 alpine has spread out a cushion of leathery, deep-green 

 shining leaves, whence it rears in late summer flower- 

 spikes five inches high deeply, darkly, beautifully 

 blue. 



In August and September the herbaceous border was 

 lightened up by two yellow flowers worthy of note one 

 of a rich Indian yellow or chrome colour, Coreopsis 

 lanceolata ; the other, pure gamboge, Anthemis tinc- 

 toria. Both are most abundant flowerers, especially 

 the last named, which endures for three months in 

 beauty, but care should be taken to get the right strain, 

 for there are some varieties with washy, and others with 

 unpleasantly strong tints. 



After all, there is no more exquisitely pure yellow, 

 tending to lemon colour, than that of the North 

 American evening primrose ((Enothera biennis); but 

 being a plant which anybody can have for the asking, 



