Diane, I am going to tell you this for free, normally I charge for this service when I use to be a civie :-) Uninstall Norton from your machine ASAP, it's nothing but a bloated piece of you know what. Do this by going to start...control panel...add/remove programs and remove every sign and trace of it from your puter. Once you are done that, google AVG antivirus, the free version. Download and install that, it works a lot better. There you have it

Thanks everyone! :-) It never ceases to amaze me the warmth and caring of my gardening friends!! Mother nature gave me the best present she could possibly give me... a beautiful COOL day. For the first time since May we were able to open up the house last night and get some nice cool breezes. I took the day off today and I'm going to work on getting all my indoor potted plants OUTSIDE where they can bask in the sunshine and finally start growing again! Indoor grow lights work to keep stuff alive during the summer, but nothing beats real sunshine. I'm excited to have my growing season back.

When I was a little girl, a long, long time ago, I thought every suburban dweller had a backyard veggie garden. I can remember my granddad going out to his garden in the morning to pick bell peppers, tomatoes, onions - whatever was ripe - to chop up and add to his scrambled eggs. My grandmother, I am convinced, had not only green thumbs but green fingers and toes as well! Granddad got the back fence for his veggies, but Nana got everything else for her flowers. Along the sides of the back fence and every wall of the house she had flowers. Her name was Rose, and she grew roses in every color possible for roses, along with hydrangeas, azaleas, peonies, zinnias, irises (which she took to shows, she was a member of the local Iris Society), even florist-type carnations one year, and many more I can now barely remember. My stepdad grew up on a farm near Ada. He, too, always had a veggie garden along the back fence of our backyard. He and Granddad had very different gardening styles. Granddad's garden was every bit as neat and tidy as Nana's flower beds. Daddy let everything pretty much do what it liked. He'd plant cantaloupes at the west end of the garden, and we'd be picking them from the east end. I don't recall ever seeing cages for anything, though I do think he'd add stakes to tomatoes if they offered to fall over. If they wanted to spread and sprawl all over the garden, he'd let them. Until a couple of years ago, when I bought my first house, I never had the opportunity to garden much so I didn't have any questions for them. Now that I do, they're not where I can phone to ask. But I did learn that you can grow your own food, and that it tastes better than what you buy in the supermarket, and that you can fill your house and yard with beautiful forms, colors, and fragrances. If I didn't manage to learn much about the specifics of accomplishing all that, I did at least learn it was possible and that I wanted that ability. My Nana left on All Saints' Day in 1988. By the time the fourth anniversary of her departure came, they were all gone - Nana, Granddad, Mom, and Daddy. I have learned that I will never not miss them, but time does make the ache hurt less. Melissia, Jay, and tulsacityfarmer, you have my deepest sympathy. Connie, your husband's response is easily one of the, if THE, wisest thing I've ever heard. I don't remember who found this poem, but my Granddad had it read at the graveside for Nana's funeral. After her death he and my parents all decided to plan for their time and let us all know what they wanted. Every one of them wanted this poem read at the service, which we did. It took me a while to find it on the web; I was beginning to think I'd have to hunt up my copy at home, but I finally managed to find it. I didn't remember the title, perhaps the copy I had didn't have it on there, but according to the site where I found it, its title is, "I Am Always With You." When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do, You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears, But be thankful we had so many good years. I gave you my love, and you can only guess How much you've given me in happiness. I thank you for the love that you have shown, But now it is time I traveled on alone. So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must Then let your grief be comforted by trust That it is only for a while that we must part, So treasure the memories within your heart. I won't be far away for life goes on. And if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear All my love around you soft and clear And then, when you come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home". Debra

Hello Everyone... Ericka....Hi!! Great Post...Way to go on this one!!!! Bill, Happy Birthday to a wonderful friend who has been so kind to me and others here on this forum... You have been such a mentor to us all and we really appreciate the time that you put in to helping us. I know you dont want all of the rah rah!!! LOL...but, you do deserve to be thanked by us, at least here close to your birthday....Those June Birthdays are a real treat aren't they? LOL.... OK, have a great day surfing...lunch at the "local fish Taco" restaurant...then dinner down at you fav rest Laguna Beach... with your best friend and wonderful wife, Sherry!!! Have some of that Chocolate bread pudding with ice cream...LOL That is the best!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! I could not be where i am today with all of my Plumeria without your help and guidance.... You are truly a great friend and i am very thankful to have met so many nice people in Costa Mesa.... ERika, Jen, Iso, Diane, Bud, John, Sherry, Chelsea, and others that i have missed....Great people.... Have a wondeful day... Happy Forth of July to you all to... Now, i can envision that pic of the cookout on the beach for the forth... Take care everyone... Laura in VB