A GARDEN NOTE-BOOK 



tance of about fifty feet. Many are the passers- 

 by who have enjoyed this picture with us this 

 year. We see them stopping to gaze. Motors 

 go slowly by this spot, too, for this reach of flowers 

 makes a bold and brilliant foreground for the 

 gentle rise and fall of green lawns beyond, and in 

 every light it is an expanse of fine color. The 

 play of morning and late evening light is specially 

 interesting on the rich violet flowers. 



I came in from the garden on May 16 with 

 my small copper watering-pot — capacity about two 

 quarts — filled with choice labelled daffodils, every 

 one new to me this year. Of these most have 

 graced tables in English shows for some years 

 past, and some American amateurs have had them 

 in their gardens for almost as long; but these of 

 mine were bought lately, and it is an excitement 

 of some intensity to watch the varieties as they 

 open. Tresserve is a glorious clear yellow trum- 

 pet of great size, a most conspicuous daffodil; 

 Fiery Cross has the richest stain of orange rim- 

 ming its yellow cup; Great Warley, Miss Willmott, 

 among the incomparabilis tribe, are very fine; Sir- 

 dar is a magnificent flower. But the three out- 

 standing ones to me are: Tresserve, Loveliness, 

 and Salmonetta. Loveliness is a slender straw- 



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