A GARDEN NOTE-BOOK 



it becomes established in its appointed place, there 

 is a tendency to monotony of height in flower- 

 stem. Then we have a more or less uninteresting 

 barrel-like effect of bloom. The remedy for this 

 is division and moving. 



It has suddenly burst upon my inner vision 

 that the pale and bright pink climbing ramblers 

 have no place together in my perennial garden, 

 unless used, as they sometimes are most happily, 

 tumbling over walls in great masses, near equally 

 sumptuous masses of pale-blue delphiniums, with 

 few or no other flowers to distract. The thing 

 which brings me to the aforesaid unpleasant con- 

 clusion is the present appearance of one of the 

 gates of our garden. It is a dull-green wooden 

 gate, with an upper arch and a solid door. The 

 frame of the gate is of trellis, and to-day this trellis 

 is completely smothered by, to the left, Excelsa, 

 and, to the right. Lady Gay. Masses of these 

 little round roses are blooming as the gentle cow 

 gave milk in the nursery rhyme "witli all their 

 might." Below this arch of roses lies the little 

 formal garden, with many things in bloom — del- 

 phiniums dark and light, lilies, Shasta daisies, 

 violet salvias and petunias, phloxes coming, and 

 also gypsophila, and a few pale-pink dwarf ram- 



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