"In May, when the winds
pierced our solitudes, I found a rhodora in the woods. O, purple
rival of the rose!" Emerson
"My garden has a friendly
air; a gated fence and a praying rock beneath a dogwood tree."
"Rest your limbs this summer
day 'neath fair leaves of spreading bay and enjoy the west wind's airy
"The violet in her green wood
bower may boast itself the fairest flower, in glen, in copse, or forest
dingle." Sir Walter Scott
"Glorious God of the granite
and the rose."