The fern collection in summer in the Kennar garden.
Colorful fresh fronds of Dryopteris lepidopoda emerge throughout the season.
You will never learn to know the ferns if you expect to make their acquaintance from a carriage, along the highway, or in the interval between two meals. For their sakes you must renounce indolent habits. You must be willing to tramp tirelessly through woods and across fields, to climb mountains and to scramble down gorges.
—Frances T. Parsons How to Know Ferns, 1899
There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings, as now in October.
—Nathaniel Hawthorne American Notebooks, vol. 2
When frost has clad the dripping cliffs With fluted columns, crystal clear, And million-flaked the feather snow Has shrouded close the dying year; Beside the rock, where'er we turn, Behold, there waves the Christmas fern. —Willard N. Clute
Our Ferns in Their Haunts, 1901
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