HOURS IN OTHER GARDENS 



a bit of merry England, a hint of the Alhambra, a 

 touch of medieval Italy, all blended into an exquisite 

 home-like whole. How the founders must have en- 

 joyed its planning and its development! "There is 

 no other soil or climate so full of whim and fantasy." 

 Their very failures led them to discoveries of value; 

 and when the soil did respond, it was with an in- 

 credible profusion: "Small islets of foxgloves or 

 columbines or larkspurs spread themselves into con- 

 tinents, and a splash of love-in-the-mist flowed over in- 

 to a sea of blue." 



The radiant color of this enclosure is intensified by 

 the brilliant Venetian sunshine, by the white dome of 

 the Redentore above the cypresses, and by the orange 

 and brown sails drifting lazily along in the lagoon. 

 Is it surprising, then, that to the visitor in Venice this 

 captivating place has come to be known as "The Gar- 

 den of Eden?" 



As the year swings to its close and the evenings grow 

 longer, we turn from the contemplation of our own 

 problems to relive the refreshing hours spent in those 



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