HiIisTORIC GARDENS OF VIRGINIA
throned on the hill. It is surrounded by giant oaks and elms and
does not need the distant view of the garden.
A wee garden now nestles at the south front of Bremo. This is
a true daughter of the old-time garden, wafting to one on the Greek
portico above, the delicious fragrance of magnolia, mimosa, crepe
myrtle, lavender, cinnamon pinks, and musk-cluster roses. In it one
may find white and blue violets, peeping through the green leaves,
and a shimmer of golden crocus on its borders. This little garden,
with its overgrown, predecessor, and everything in both leads one’s
fancy to float along the fragrant paths of a century gone and rejoice
that old-time flowers still greet each season at Bremo.