82 FLOWER GARDENING 
ennials; but trees, shrubs, herbaceous perennials 
and bulbs are the strength of her gardens. Hers 
are hardy gardens. 
They are by far the most beautiful, the hardy 
gardens. Not that supremely beautiful gardens 
that are only of a summer’s life may not be made, 
but the beauty is of a less satisfying kind. Ob- 
served once it enchants, for the lavish display of 
color cannot fail to impress; but when the July 
vision is like unto that of June, and August sees 
little or no change, the beauty is of the palling 
kind. Fancy living with a garden made up of 
such beds as are to be seen at Hampton Court 
in summer, for example—glorious as these master- 
pieces are for an ever-shifting public. 
The beauty of the hardy garden owes much of 
its charm to the fact that it does not endure, 
save as a varied pageant. May’s splendor is its 
own, and so with the other months. There is al- 
ways beauty from April to November—often in 
winter as well; but so frequently does it change 
that at all seasons today’s beauty scarcely can be 
called tomorrow’s beauty. As in nature, picture 
follows picture. 
Plants almost incredibly numerous and varied 
make this possible. Grandmother had relatively 
few to draw from; but now the world has been 
ransacked and the array is nothing short of be- 
wildering. No matter what it is, any effect can 
be planned and carried out—and with the feeling 
that it will become the better with age. 
