They all came up.

He said, "I shall put them in where I think it is desirable, and when they come up you'll see where they are." I did.
For some days after his departure, on other country visits, I received plants by post.

Not in tins, or boxes, but in envelopes with little or no packing.

In this way came sea lavender in full bloom, crimson monkey plant from the London window-box, and cuttings of mesembryanthemum.

They are all alive and thriving! The bottle gourd and the annuals have had their day, and it is over; but in the most unexpected places there still rise, like ghosts, certain plants which completely puzzle me.[4] They have not blossomed, but they grow on in spite of frost.