A GARDEN NOTE-BOOK 



colored trumpet of most beautiful form and color, 

 perianth white, a flower one would notice any- 

 where, and Salmonetta is a little poet of great 

 distinction. As I was carrying my pot of trea- 

 sures down the garden walk in the evening light, 

 my eye fell upon a line of a dozen glorious tulips, 

 the single early "Illuminator." This tulip is of 

 a flaming orange, a superb flower. At once, I 

 thought, I must hold my pot of daffodils near 

 Illuminator and see which becomes it the best. 

 Salmonetta's wonderful orange cup won this dis- 

 tinction for itself. Use this daffodil with tulip 

 Illuminator, a carpet of single rock cress below 

 and a backing of Spircea Thunhergii now coming 

 into bloom, and a smiling spring picture is created, 

 a picture which upon a day of cloud and shower 

 will have caught and held a sunlight of its own. 



No finer spring has ever dawned upon our small 

 place than this of 1919; a cool, wet May until 

 about the 26th, when, with sudden heat, waves 

 and billows of bloom broke over the old bush 

 honeysuckles and lilacs. There is nothing softer 

 than the bloom of these Tartarian honeysuckles, 

 the pink and the white, especially the latter, 

 which, with the deep color of its fading flower, 

 has a generally creamy appearance. The lilacs, 



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