A Year in a Lancashire Garden

A Year in a Lancashire GardenThese notes are written for those who love gardens as I do but not for those who have a professional knowledge of the subject; and they are written in the hope that it may not be quite impossible to convey to others some little of the delight which grows (more certainly than any bud or flower) from the possession and management of a garden. I cannot of course by any words of mine give the hot glow of colour from a bed of scarlet Ranunculus with the sun full upon it or bring out the delicious scent of those double Tuberoses which did so well with me this autumn;[2] but I can at least speak of my plans and projects tell what I am doing and how each month I succeed or failand thus share with others the uncertainty the risks and chances which are in reality the great charm of gardening. And then again gardening joins itself in a thousand ways with a thousand associations to books and literature and here too I shall have much to say.