Bingo, that's it, Thanks. Here is a link that might be useful: flowering raspberry

i feel your pain, every cutting i've ever give a friend, she kills maby its not in the cards for them to own plants i know lots of folks who just dont have the time/ patience, whatever, to tend to green things not tryin' to be ugly here, but if you've got to tend to all the care, why don't you just keep the plants yourself (wink) i've got an english ivy that takes quite a bit of abuse, the only water he gets is rain, and i haven't transplanted him in years, he seems happy hey, i just had a thought, if they have a nice sunny window, maby a few post of usable herbs would get them more interested, maby they'd tend to them a bit more if they knew they could cook with them last year, for my moms birthday, i bought her three lovley cacti, i don't know how, but she killed them too actually, i dont think she watered them enough, i told her they do need water, but not a huge amount, but i think she thought, since they were cacti, they didn't need water also, she smokes inside her home, and that might have killed them too good luck tesa

I used a Valspar (Lowes) color called Bamboo Stalk, in my masterbedroom in my last house. It was a muted color that looked faintly green on the walls of my sunny bedroom. Here is a photo of a corner of that room. (the dresser was painted in Sycamore Maple, a muted green, from Walmart Colorplace paints...) Red

I've really been enjoying everyone's stories in this thread. You can see a lot of love here! Clementine, if you tell your mom to butt out, no matter how politely you say it, it will hurt her deeply. She advises you because she loves you and wants to give to you, and she needs to feel needed. I had sort of the same problem with my mother. So I sat down and thought about how she would love to feel that she had done something nice for me. Then I did a little mental inventory of her skills, and she had no shortage of those. I wanted to sew new living room drapes, pleated. This was an area where I really would love her help. So when she was over, I took her to the fabric store with me and we picked out something pretty. Then she helped me measure and cut, I sewed, and together we hung them. It turned out to be a really nice mother-daughter time for us both. I got help with something I needed help with, and she got to feel needed and appreciated, which she was. I learned to think of things to ask her opinions and help with, and she learned to relax. Everybody won. If you think about it, maybe can you find a way to put your mom to work helping you sew, or can, or something?