A GARDEN NOTE-BOOK 



ther along this wall stood two low, rounding 

 shrubs in full deep-purple flower, a polygala, I 

 think. The eye was led from the creeper, all 

 grace and delicacy, to the related tone below, where 

 so suitably the more solid subject wore the richer 

 hue. I lingered long here, for who can lightly 

 leave a bit of architectxire and of gardening which 

 really satisfies ? 



Then to a little Spanish house upon a hUl, but 

 so hidden with hedge of cypress, with great groups 

 of eucalyptus and acacia, that until we approached 

 the arched entrance, cut in the plaster wall, one 

 could not have said with certainty, "Here is a 

 house." A delightful oblong terrace of turf lay at 

 one end of the house, velvet blooms of streptosolen 

 hanging infrequently over the stucco terrace- wall. 

 These unimaginable, unapproachable flowers of the 

 streptosolen have all the colors of Mr. Kunderd's 

 Primulinus hybrids among gladioli. They may be 

 compared to loose clusters of primroses, in hues of 

 orange to pale lemon-color. Around a corner we 

 found a beauteous fan-shaped rose-garden, with 

 many standards coming into bloom, and beyond 

 this, down the slopes of rock and gravel among 

 acacia-trees, a natural-looking carpet of low peren- 

 nial flowers. A look into the little plazita of the 



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