66 MY GROWING GARDEN 



side of the house there now blooms a crescent of 

 Golden Spur narcissus, the hues of which fit ideally 

 with the forsythia's clear lemon bells. 



The Ulacs show the sun's power in bursting 

 buds and each morning I look to see how near are 

 the first sweet blooms. With the Arboretum lilac 

 surprises to come, I suspect the bloom season will 

 be a long one. 



A rather overlooked shrub, Spircea arguta (it has 

 no "common" name, I beUeve), sometimes wakes 

 up at the end of April. It is sure to bloom showily 

 very early in May, and why more folks haven't 

 found out what a lovely white bloom-foimtain it 

 is, I do not know. It can properly be considered 

 as opening the spring season of shrubby spireas, 

 to be followed by the well-known Van Houttei, 

 and then — at fortimate Breeze Hill — by one of 

 Wilson's fine Chinese discoveries, Spircea Henryi, 

 with its abundant creamy white blooms. 



April is a daffodil month in this garden. Begin- 

 ning with Golden Spur, there follow Emperor and 

 Empress, the charming jonquil and the double 

 Von Sion. Other and finer sorts are to bloom 

 this year, and I am hopeful of getting fully settled 

 in my own knowledge the definite classes of this 

 charming family, of which most garden-lovers 

 know all too little. The sorts that give a range of 



