At this time last year I wrote in my notebook that the cold and tempestuous weather, which had lasted the whole of March, moderated a little, and so I drove to the lovely wild garden in this neighbourhood, which is always so full of interest to me the whole year round.
One of the most striking things in the garden was a plant of Daphne blagayana. I asked how they managed to flower so well what I found so difficult, and was told this Daphne had been protected with a wire hencoop covered with green canvas, which keeps out six or seven degrees of frost. The Adonis vernalis was out much earlier than mine, but the garden is damper and more sheltered. A. vernalis is a beautiful spring flower, but it dislikes being moved. There must be some difficulty, I suppose, about its cultivation, as one so seldom sees it. The Chionodoxas were the finest and largest I have ever seen, and were called Allenii. The true Anemone fulgens gręcii was a more brilliant colour than the ordinary one. I imagine it is rather difficult to get. A blue Chilian Crocus I had never seen before (Tecophylęa cyano) is slightly tender and requires protection. It was out of doors in this sheltered wood, and had only been protected with a handglass. Forsythia intermedia is one of the best, and was flowering well. For anyone who has a damp shady wood, there are no shrubs more beautiful than the various Andromedas. Yards of ground in this wood were covered with the Pyrola (Winter Green). Its small red berry was still on, and spring flowers and bulbs of all kinds were growing up through it. A more beautiful covering for the ground, where the soil is leafy and the moisture sufficient, does not exist.
A good rockery label, as it shows very little, is a small stick with the bark left on but for a flat piece cut off at the top, which is painted white to receive the name.