The Colours in the 
Flower-Beds 
W E will now retrace our steps to the well I told you 
we had made in the centre of the garden, and just 
see if there is anything we forgot to notice as we 
went down the Flower Walk. 
Looking out on our right we can discern the blue hazy 
line of the Danish coast. That is an enchanting back- 
ground to the “ vista ” (as the Italians say), the long 
garden borders being edged with nasturtium. Could one 
imagine anything more beautiful when the nasturtium 
stands in its glory ? Old cherry trees bend their boughs 
towards the ground, and give light and shade to the picture. 
A meadow, where games are played, forms part of the 
scene. The meadow has never been tended in any way 
for the last eight years, except that it is frequently cut and 
rolled, and yet it looks splendid. We had sheep on it 
before we turned it into a playing-field. 
Roses, White Lilies, 
and Lavender. 
Turning to the left again, 
ten altogether — smothered 
with numberless roses — 
Dorothy Perkins. Between 
the arches are espalier fruit 
trees from which we hope to 
get plenty of apples and 
pears some day. 
The edges of the broad 
path are bordered with pink 
we look on arch after arch — 
The View from the South 
Side of the Castle, 
showing the Sound. 
