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A sun-dial is calm time,
old time, beautiful spacious time
in a garden; it is slow waltz time, — time that flows like a shining
twist of
honey, sweet and slow. A sun-dial prods nobody, a sun-dial can trance
and
forget; it lets the green hours glide. And at the dose of day, when
Evening
leans upon the garden gate, your sun-dial ceases to suppose it knows
the hour. — "The Villa for Coslebs," J. H.
Yoxszu BALANCE IN THE FLOWER GARDEN WHEN the chance to
arrange the
planting of a formal garden of my own fell into my hands, about eight
years
ago, I felt strongly the need of advice in what I was about to do.
Advice,
however, was not forthcoming, and at the outset I fell, of course, into
the pit
of absurdity. Without any reason for so doing, I decided to arrange the
planting in this garden (a balanced design in four equal parts with
eight beds
in each section) as though the whole were a scrap of perennial border a
few
feet wide and a few feet long. The ridiculous idea occurred to me to
have the
garden a picture to be looked at from the house alone. The matter of
garden
design was to fade out of sight except with regard to the few beds
immediately
surrounding the small central pool. These were planted more or less
formally,
with heliotrope in the four parallelograms nearest the centre, and iris
and
lilies in four other spaces near the rest. I endeavored to produce
irregular
crosswise banks of color from the far end of the garden to the part
nearest the
house — scarlet, orange, and yellow, with a fair sprinkling of
hollyhocks in
yellow and white on the more distant edge; before these, crowds of
white
flowers, gray-leaved plants and blue-flowering things; and, nearest of
all to
the beholder, brighter and paler pinks. The result was nothing
but an ugly
muddle — indescribably so when one happened to be in the midst of the
garden
itself. For two or three years I bore with this unhappy condition of
things;
indeed, nothing but the fact that the flowers conducted themselves in
remarkably luxuriant and brilliant fashion, due to the freshness and
richness
of the soil, could have saved me from seeing sooner the silly mistake I
had
made; when, chancing to look down upon the garden from an upper window,
the
real state of things suddenly revealed itself, and from that day I set
about to
plan and plant in totally different fashion. With Mr. Robinson, I feel
against
the wretched carpet-bedding system, while I quite agree, on the other
hand,
with the spokesman for the formalists, Reginald Blomfield, who declared
that
there is no such thing as the "wild garden," that the name is a
contradiction of terms. The one thing I do maintain is that advice, the
very
best advice, is the prime necessity: for those who can afford it, the
fine
landscape architect; for those who cannot, the criticism or counsel of
some
friend or acquaintance whose experience has been wider than their own.
The time
is sure to come when experts in the art of proper flower-grouping alone
will be
in demand. There is no doubt about
it, our
grandmothers were right when they preferred to see a vase on each side
of the
clock! With a given length of shelf and a central object on that shelf,
one's
instinct for equalizing calls for a second candlestick or bowl to
balance the
first. My meaning may be illustrated by a recent picture in "The
Century
Magazine" of Mrs. Tyson's beautiful garden at Berwick, Maine. Charming
as
is this lovely garden-vista, with its delightful posts in the
foreground,
repeating the lines of slim poplar in the middle distance, it would
have given
me much more pleasure could those heavy-headed white or pale-colored
phloxes on
the right have had a perfect repetition of their effective masses
exactly
opposite — directly across the grass walk. These phloxes cry aloud for
balance,
placed as they seem to be in a distinctly formal setting. So it is in the formal
flower
garden. I have come to see quite plainly, through several years of lost
time,
that balanced planting throughout is the only planting for a garden
that has
any design worth the name. It is difficult to conceive of that formal
garden in
which the use of formal or clipped trees would be inappropriate; and
these we
must not fail to mention, not only because of the fine foil in color
and rich
background of dark tone which they bring into the garden, but because
of their
shadow masses as well and their value as accents. And that word
"accents" brings me to the consideration of the first important
placing of flowers in a garden which like my own is, unlike all Gaul,
divided
into four parts. THE TIME OF GYPSOPHILA Two cross-walks intersect
my garden,
causing four entrances. To flank each of these entrances, it can be at
once
seen, balanced planting must prevail. In the eight beds whose corners
occur at
these entrances, this planting is used: large masses of Thermopsis
Caroliniana
give an early and brightly conspicuous bloom. Around these the tall
salmon-pink
phlox, Aurore Boreale, much later; below this — filling out the angle
of the corner
to the very point — the blue lyme grass (Elymus arenarius), gladiolus
William
Falconer, and lowest, of all, Phlox Drummondii, var. Chamois Rose. None
of
these colors fight with each other at any time, and the large group of
tall-growing things is well fronted by the intermediate heights of the
lyme
grass and the gladiolus when in growth or in bloom. The four far
corners of my
garden I also consider more effective when planted with tall-growing
flowers;
in these the Dropmore, Anchusa Italica, first shines bluely forth; this
soon
gives place to the white physostegia, with phlox Fernando Cortez
blooming below
the slim white spikes just mentioned; and last, to light up the
corners, comes
the mauve Physostegia Virginica, var. rosea, whose bloom here is far
more
profuse and effective than that of its white sisters. This grouping
gives
almost continuous bloom and very telling color from mid-June to
mid-September;
the periods of green, when they occur, are short, and the
vigorous-looking
plants are not at all objectionable before they blossom. The effect of
balanced
planting in these corners I consider good. The eye is carried
expectantly from
one angle to another and expectation is fulfilled. In the centre of this
garden are
four rectangular beds, corresponding in proportion to the size of the
rectangular pool. These, as forming part of the centre of the garden,
are
always planted exactly alike. Purple of a rich bluish cast is one of
the colors
which bind instead of separate, and purple it is which here becomes an
excellent focal color for the garden. In the middle of each bed is a
sturdy
group of the hardy phlox Lord Rayleigh, surrounded on all sides by
heliotrope
of the darkest purple obtainable. This year, however, I expect to
replace the
heliotrope with even better effect by a tall blue ageratum, which I saw
in one
or two Connecticut gardens, as the paler color is more telling and
quite as
neutral for such a position. Speaking of this ageratum, I may perhaps
digress
for a moment to mention a charming effect I saw on an out-of-door
dining-table
last summer, obtained by the use of this flower. The color of the table
was a
pale cool green and most of its top was exposed; in the centre stood a
bowl of
French or Italian pottery, bearing a careless gay decoration, and at
the four
corners smaller bowls. These were filled, to quote the words of rthe
knowing
lady whose happy arrangement this was, "with zinnias which had yellows
and
copper-reds, with the variety which resulted from an order of
salmon-pinks and
whites. We really had almost everything but salmon-pink." The zinnias, I who saw
them can
affirm, made a most brilliant mass of color not altogether harmonious;
but all
was set right by the introduction, sparingly managed, of the lovely
ageratum,
Dwarf Imperial Blue. The eye of her who arranged these flowers saw that
a balm
was needed in Gilead; the ageratum certainly brought the zinnia colors
into
harmony as nothing else could have done, and a charmingly gay and
original
decoration was the result. What a suggestion here, too, for the
planting of a
little garden of annuals! We are apt to think of
balance in
the formal garden as obtained for the most part by the use of accents
in the
shape of formal trees, or by some architectural adjunct. I believe that
color
masses and plant forms should correspond as absolutely as the more
severe
features of such a garden. For example, in practically the same spot in
all
four quarters of my garden there are, for perhaps four to six weeks,
similar
masses of tall white hardy phloxes, the blooming period beginning with
von
Lassburg and closing with Jeanne d'Arc, the white repeated in the dwarf
phlox
Tapis Blanc in four places nearer the centre of the garden. For accents in flowers,
the mind
flies naturally to the use, first, of the taller and more formal types
of
flowers. Delphiniums with their fine uprightness and glorious blues;
hollyhocks
where space is abundant and rust doth not corrupt; the magnificent
mulleins, notably
Verbaseum Olympicum, might surely emphasize points in design; and I
read but
now of a new pink one of fine color, which, though mentioned as a
novelty in
Miss Ellen Willmott's famous garden at Warley, England, will be sure to
cross
the water soon if invited by our enterprising nurserymen. Lilies of the
cup-upholding kinds, standard roses, standard wistarias, standard
heliotropes
are all to be had. The use of the dwarf or pyramidal fruit-tree in the
formal
garden is very beautiful to me, recalling some of the earliest of the
fine
gardens of England, and (where the little tree is kept well trimmed)
offering a
rarely interesting medium for obtaining balanced effects. HARDY ASTERS IN SEPTEMBER But the tall plants are
not the only
available means for producing balanced effects. Lower masses of foliage
or
flowers have their place. They must be masses, however, unmistakable
masses.
Thus, in the illustration facing page 68, each of the large flower
masses of
baby's breath (Gypsophila elegans) — consisting of the bloom of but a
single
well-developed plant — is repeated in every instance in four
corresponding
positions in this garden. There was too much gypsophila in bloom at
once when
this picture was made, but because some was double the effect was not
as monotonous
as the photograph would make out. In a fine garden in Saginaw,
Michigan,
designed and planted by Mr. Charles A. Platt, balance is preserved and
emphasized in striking fashion by the use of the plantain lily (Funkia
Sieboldii, or grandiflora), with its shining yellow-green leaves.
Masses of
this formal plant are here used as an effective foreground for a single
fine
specimen bush, not very tall, of Japan snowball (Viburnum plicatum).
The poker
flower (Tritoma Pfitzeri) is also used in this garden to carry the eye
from
point to corresponding point; and speaking of tritoma, which Mr. Platt
in this
garden associates with iris, let me mention again that delightful
ageratum, as
I lately saw it, used below tritoma. The tritoma must have been one of
the newer
varieties, of an unusual tone of intense salmonyorange, and while the
ageratum
would seem too insignificant in height to neighbor the tall spike above
it, the
use of the lavender-blue in large masses added enormously to the effect
of the
torches. In the second
illustration, the
rather thin-looking elms seem to flank the garden entrance rather
fortunately.
A certain pleasurable sensation is felt in the balance afforded by the
doubly
bordered walk with its blue and lavender Michaelmas daisies or hardy
asters. It
is surely the repetition of the twos which has something to do with
this: two
borders, two posts, two trees, the eye carried twice upward by higher
and yet
higher objects. |