. Robin Hood's barn; the confessions of a garden adventurer. Gardens. ILLUSTRATIONS Each June I turn into the cow lane that leads to neighbor- ing fields Frontispiece PAGE Below a murhy pit lies darkling, rich in blacks 27 / come back from my pilgrimage with brushes clean, my canvas all untouched 41 Unknown to me, the garden has been reaching out 59 This little gully is a thoroughfare for birds 87 It is a pleasant prospect, this first border 103 The lure for me lay in the clouds that took the bay at a fine gallop and went racing out to sea 137 This pond is for me a place of high excitement 165
. Robin Hood's barn; the confessions of a garden adventurer. Gardens. ILLUSTRATIONS Each June I turn into the cow lane that leads to neighbor- ing fields Frontispiece PAGE Below a murhy pit lies darkling, rich in blacks 27 / come back from my pilgrimage with brushes clean, my canvas all untouched 41 Unknown to me, the garden has been reaching out 59 This little gully is a thoroughfare for birds 87 It is a pleasant prospect, this first border 103 The lure for me lay in the clouds that took the bay at a fine gallop and went racing out to sea 137 This pond is for me a place of high excitement 165 / missed the whir of knives, the rattle of the chains, the driver's ringing call 181 Seated on the top of an embankment, I spread my bait enticingly upon my lap 221 Our crowning achievement in my eyes was our first transplanted cedar 241 Here he finds it pleasant to lie still and watch the flickering shadows of the willow 265 [xiii]. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Bailey, Margaret Emerson. New York, George H. Doran company
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