Along the fence were sweet peas, for which Alberta is famous.
But it was the part of the garden close about the front porch and verandah where the particular genius of Richard Dunbar showed itself.
Here the flowers native to the prairie, the coulee, the canyon, were gathered; the early wind flower, the crowfoot and the buffalo bean, wild snowdrops and violets.

Over trellises ran the tiny morning-glory, with vetch and trailing arbutus.

A bed of wild roses grew to wonderful perfection.

Later in the year would be seen the yellow and crimson lilies, daisies white and golden, and when other flowers had faded, golden rod and asters in gorgeous contrast.

The approach to the door of the house was by a gravel walk bordered by these prairie flowers.
The house inside fulfilled the promise of the garden.