
THE YELLOY 
Vol. 2, No. 

This spring has been unusually wet, 
-and May still worse. Weeds flourishing 
in gardens and fields; some crops turn- 
ing yellow from too much moisture; 
and weather still cool. Normally our 
hot weather begins in May, but some 
days, this month, I have kept a small 
trash fire going all day. On a recent 
night, 4'4 inches of rain fell between 
dark and dawn. 
This continued frequent rains is a 
matter of embarrassment to me. Fre- 
quently orders include wildlings which 
I do not happen to have at the house, 
and must go to the woods for them. 
We have no conveyance hence | must 
walk. Am not strong enough to carry 
back with me, more than one water 
bucket full of plants, with the neces- 
sary moss or other insulation needed. 
A person who has never made close 
acquaintance with wild flowers in the 
wild, can have little idea of how scat- 
tered are some. Some wild ones are 
pretty well everywhere; others only in 
spots. Now I| have never found the blue 
Cristata Iris on creeks draining toward 
the west; nor the amethyst colored on 
creeks draining to the east. They may 
be, elsewhere in the state, but not 
around Grannis. 
Now a very usual order includes 
both varieties of Cristatas and Birds- 
foot Violets. Plenty of them in these 
woods, and some times | have plenty 
at the house of all three. When I do 
not, that means a trip northeast of 
town for the blues; due west for the 
Amethysts, and southwest for the 
Birdsfoots. No chance to cut across 
from west to southwest, because of 
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indeed to get the orders and in good 
weather can fill them promptly; but 
what sensible person expects a great 
grandmother to botanize in the rain-— 
plod through swamps (even small 
ones) ankle deep in muck—or peel off 
shoés and stockings and wade through 
cold mountain brooks. At any rate this 
great grandmother does not. She waits 
for a clear day when the little swamps 
are dry enough for secure footing and 
the brooks are run down enough for 
crossing on stepping stones. And such 
fair days have been few and far be- 
tween this spring. That is why some of 
my orders have been only partly filled 
so far. 



Some time ago | told of the hard 
lucky my New Delta Fig trees had en- 
countered—a two weeks wait at the 
express office because my son had for- 
gotten about the notice. The nearest 
express office is five miles from Gran- 
nis. We finally got them home and 
set carefully. Came spring, they were 
about a week later in showing buds 
than our common Fig, but when once 
started, are growing like nothing had 
happened to them. I am much pleased 
with them. 
If your garden plan calls for a great 
mass of green foliage, try Rhubarb. 
The roots I got from Mrs. B. A. Asmus 
are used as a base planting on the 
south side of the office and are making 
a handsome showing—even more 
tropical looking than Elephant Ear. 
One bloomed this spring and was much 
admired. 
