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THE LAST MAY DAYS 
fore condemning their stalks. As Joseph says, in 
a garden there is always something for which one 
must wait. 
We have planned to have quantities of forget- 
me-nots near the cardinal-flowers. In the wild- 
flower world, these two always bloom at the same 
time, and seem to like being together, in moist, even 
swampy places. We are hoping that we have 
placed them where it will be wet enough for their 
taste. 
For some time now we have had no rain, and 
our neighbours are beginning to talk about a 
drought. Should one really come, the work of 
gardening will be more arduous, since considerable 
watering will have to be done. We are fortunate 
in having in the moist corner by themselves most of 
the plants that love water. There Timothy can 
give the irises, the brakes, the cardinal seedlings 
and the forget-me-nots a good soaking, all at the 
same time. Not but what the other plants would 
all have to be watered, should a hard drought set- 
tle upon us, but they would not require it as often. 
This is another thing that wild flowers seem to 
know how to manage better than those in a garden. 
They hold up their heads wonderfully in times 
either of drought or too much rain. No elves or 
sprites go through the woods and marshes with 
hose and watering cans, yet unmindful of adverse 
conditions, they bloom and bloom until they are 
ready to make their seeds. This and the fact that 
