FLOWER SHOWS.

Hokitika Guardian, 3 February 1928, Page 4

FLOWER SHOWS.

That cveryninn lias the soul of an artist is a theory that may well find some proof now that the flower shows are looming on the horticultural horizon. “Here arc my paints, curling tongs and glue.’ - says your exhibitor becoming rhythmical in his exuberance. “and presently I will show you a thing or two!” And. in faith, he will, for few amateur arts have reached such a degree of perfection as literally “painting the lily”—and with colours, too, specially manufactured for the purpose! Oiven the necessary profile, the anaemic flower, like the bloodless flapper, thus now-a-days appears on view with all the enchantments of bloom, tints, shading, and "'harmony'' so dear to the gaze ol your critical admirer. Nor do the “wasting” frosts of autumn mornings any longer hold terrors for the aspirant to horticultual fame. with its proud credentials in a profusion of lurid tickets. Hand him his heatingstove and his wife's curlers—that’s ail. In the time you would wink lie will defeat the treachery of the elements and deceive even the judges of the “Koval.” But for sheer cleverness and daring we prefer the sly triexer who scoops the “drooping” centre from an otherwise good carnation and g' its in another that betters meets his fancy. His only rival is the gentleman over the wall who stuffs the heart of his exhibition cabbage. The * •(■liargo «■ Herald.”