I've noticed with my birds that they are little fashion police and actually object to certain articles of clothing we wear. Certain hens take exception to my husband's bathrobe, while one of my dresses and several pairs of pants cause them to either freak out or run from me--the dress and the pants are all patterned, by the way. Does your mom tend to wear the same housecoat, jacket, etc. when she goes outdoors? A certain pair of boots? Whatever the cause, I'd say he's a lost cause if he's flinging himself at the windows to get at her. Time for a new roo. :( Roberta, the 'Taming A Rooster' method isn't mine, the credit for that technique goes to Shagbark Bantams. But myself, Shagbark and many others have reported success with it, and NOT just with the person doing the taming. Not with EVERY bird, to be sure, but when it works, it works. If you have a batch of mean roos, I'd suspect additional issues such as too many roos to too few hens, overcrowding, breed characteristics, etc. Velvet ~:>

So far, I have tried many of the dwarf varieties of Monarda and they either get mildew or die off or both. I may try one or both of these new ones you mention, particularly 'Purple Rooster'. My latest to die was Grand Parade. 'Jacob Cline', 'Gardenview Scarlet', and 'Bluestocking' all grow just fine for me.

Why do you want to eat them. Some people say it is ok in small quanties. eat more leaves and you might be dead. haha. The plant needs the leaves to grow peppers. eat peppers not leaves. if you want to eat leaves then grow lettuce or other leafy stuff.

So many people with issues with parents...sad. I was loved, I had toys and gifts,dresses, dolls, books, sport stuff, games,I lacked for nothing . But as I got older, I think I tried to "recapture" my childhood. As an adult, I loved antique shows, flea markets, garage sales. Any time I saw something we had in our house growing up, I had to buy it. I even bought too many rose bushes and planted them in my garden, trying to re-create my Grandma's rose garden. I now have a linen closet stacked with doilies and tablecloths I'll never use, sets of fancy glasses too fragile to use, things like that. Oh, and on the funny side, my daughter cleaned out my bathroom just yesterday. She found eleven bottles of Listerine. I don't know, I hate the stuff, it burns... I remember buying one bottle because it did everything, whitens teeth, freshens breath, makes gums healthy, strengthens the enamel. I'm just always looking for something to make me happy.