A Garden of Peace: A Medley in QuietudeMoore, Frank Frankfort
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A Garden of Peace: A Medley in Quietude
Moore, Frank Frankfort
Gardens -- Fiction
There is, of course, no need for any garden to depend on ornaments for
good effect; a garden is well furnished with its flowers, and you will
find great pleasure in realising your ideas and your ideals if you
devote yourself to growth and growth only; all that I do affirm is that
your pleasure will be greatly increased if you try by all the means in
your power to make your garden worthy of the flowers. The “love that
beauty should go beautifully,” will, I think, meet with its reward.
Of course, if you have a large piece of ground and take my advice in
making several gardens instead of one only, you may make a red garden of
some portion by using terra-cotta freely, and I am sure that the effect
would be pleasing. I have often thought of doing this; but somehow I was
never in possession of a piece of ground that would lend itself to such
a treatment, though I have made a free use of terracotta vases along the
rose border of my house garden, and I found that the placing of a large
well-weathered Italian oil-jar between the pillars of a colonnade,
inserting a pot of coloured daisies, was very effective, and intensely
stimulating to the pantomime erudition of our visitors, for never did
one catch a glimpse of these jars without crying, “Hallo! Ali Baba.” I
promised to forfeit a sum of money equivalent to the price of one of the
jars to a member of our family on the day when a friend walks round the
place failing to mention the name of that wily Oriental. It is quite
likely that behind my back they allude to the rose colonnade as “The Ali
Baba place.”
Before I leave the subject of the garden ornamental, I must say a word
as to the use of marble.
I have seen in many of those volumes of such good advice as will result,
if it is followed, in the creation of a thoroughly conventional garden,
that in England the use of marble out-of-doors cannot be tolerated. It
may pass muster in Italy, where there are quarries of varions marbles,
but it is quite unsuited to the English climate. The material is
condemned as cold, and that is the last thing we want to achieve in
these latitudes, and it is also “out of place”--so one book assures me,
but without explaining on what grounds it is so, an omission which turns
the assertion into a begging of the question.
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