she had no idea any garden could be so beautiful. flowers of every known variety grew in profusion. save for the mossy paths that wound through the garden, there was not a spot of ground that was without blossoming plants. as for the pond, it was like a small sea of lovely blossoming water plants. at the far edge of the pond dorothy noted three graceful white swans, sleeping in the shade of a large flowering bush that grew at the edge of the pond and trailed its blossoms into the water. the air was sweet with the perfume of thousands and thousands of flowers.