 |
| Squill in Monk's House Garden |
February 20 1897
Went and sat in the gardens to recover ourselves – The
crocuses there coming out—Mrs. MacKenzie [a neighbor] possesses
a snowdrop, and
my box a squill—Nessa’s box has a few green sprouts; she was so jealous of my flower that she
routed the cocoanut fibre off her bulbs, and uncovered one poor little
creature, which has not yet been coloured, and will most assuredly perish before its
time.
A Passionate
Apprentice (39)
No comments:
Post a Comment