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Press, Volume CVIII, Issue 31782, 12 September 1968, Page 11

Spring, the season when nature bursts brilliantly into life, is the time to compose the harmony of the garden. Before the toll of cricket and the beach is extracted from our gardening fraternity, they must organise their gardens to enable pleasure and leisure as the summer wears on. Last month, which was the driest and warmest August in Canterbury for the past 10 years, has enabled the gardeners to make an early attack on their turf and the recent spell of fine weather has persuaded even the most reluctant starter to head for the garden. A garden has an amount of variable qualities: inumerable pleasures can be gained as the result of painstaking effort, aided by Nature’s benevolent prod, but when all in the garden is not lovely in spite of coddling care, the frustration is tantamount to despair. To the uninitiated, a wild expanse of ground seems far removed from the Glory of the Garden as seen through the eyes of Kipling; time, labour

and experience can convert the area to a satisfying sight and “you will find yourself a partner in the glory of the Garden."