A GARDEN NOTE-BOOK 



derfully is this prime feature of landscape-garden- 

 ing managed in the arboretum. The magnolias 

 against the dark foliage of conifers, the lovely rose- 

 pink kalmia or laurel against the spruce of Hem- 

 lock Hill — perhaps the great glory of the ar- 

 boretum this, and a sight which many have crossed 

 oceans to see, the rhododendrons against other 

 evergreens. One could not fancy a nobler sight 

 in growing things than that lately seen of pink- 

 blooming laurel backed by the wonderful dark 

 foliage of evergreens up Hemlock Hill. And in 

 what masterly fashion the kalmia has been planted 

 "up along" among the dark conifers, giving the 

 whole range of lovely shrubs the effect of having 

 come of its own will out of the dark wood to the 

 full sun of June. 



Our saddest sesthetic failing in this country is 

 our lack of feeling for the fit. Towns are planned 

 unsuitably (equivalent to no planning at all, 

 which is the case with most of them); streets 

 run imsuitably; the absolutely unsuitable house 

 appears everywhere. The planting of our streets 

 and places, small and large, is for the most part 

 unsuitable. The garden lies too often without 

 a boundary — thus contradicting the very mean- 

 ing of the lovely word garden; too often appears 



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