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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 6, Issue 8 (April 1, 1932.)

Gardens

page 59

Gardens

So many women are keen gardeners. They are never so happy as when, armed with trowel and fork, gloved and hatted, they can spend two tranquil hours among the weeds and slugs. “There is such a thrill,” a friend said to me the other day, “about watching things grow!”

Certainly there is an immense satisfaction to be had from your garden—if you are tired, worried, or bored. If you feel that your husband is a heartless brute; that your children are noisy, exhausting little animals; that your friends are absorbed in bridge or the “talkies”—just look at your garden and consider what can be done. But beware lest you become a slave. We all know the gardening “crank,” and rather shun him. Let your garden be a pleasure and not an obsession. Imagine your joy when you can gather an armful of flowers of your own growing, when you can appreciate your own colour schemes. An hour a day in the fresh air, working among growing things, will give you rest and happiness.