AFTER TEN YEARS 



by its possessor? And the Mertensia Virginica from the 

 White Mountains — its pale blue flowers transplanted 

 from the rocks have flourished even as the friendship 

 to which we owe them. How pleased we were to re- 

 ceive from a lady learned in the haunts of flowers and 

 birds a plant to cover bare places in the shade — the 

 moneywort. Those splendid bushes of scarlet and rose 

 hibiscus came from a former neighbor. What a pleas- 

 ure they are from June to October, although each in- 

 dividual flower lasts but a day! Our two fine maples 

 close to the terrace wall recall the early days at our 

 dear lake before we knew the comfort of ownership, 

 those days of joy and gladness at Bonnie Brae; for 

 these are offerings from that beauteous spot. 



The list is a long one, far too long to complete here, 

 but each separate gift is as sincerely prized and tended 

 as if it were our only possession. Nor are our garden 

 treasures confined to trees and plants and seeds. Those 

 mossy bowlders, strangely carved by centuries of glacial 

 action, are precious to us as the big heart of their 

 gracious donor. If, wandering in the woods, one 



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