For these plantlets I chose a nursery that was not exposed all day to the sun. One has to think for them; they repay it with quicker and sturdier growth, which means better flowering capacity in the spring.
So all my wallflowers, forget-me-nots, Canterbury-bells, sweet-Williams, silene, were thus attended to, and, added to my nursery division of perennial seeds, which I now divided up in like fashion, made a grand show, or promise rather.
His Reverence was brought to admire, but he looked at the patch I had chosen and said,
"Do you know I had cauliflowers in here last year, and it is just the very spot that suits them."
"I know," I said. "I hope it will suit my children too."
But his Reverence took quite another view of the matter, and talked of "landmarks," so I fled, for I did not want to be told I must move them all again. That was impossible.
And now, as the sun shone day by day both lustily and long, the great difficulty of watering arose.