Actually, we have split them up a couple of times to share. We are getting ready to give some to Laura's mom. Not knowing how to treat them seems to be a blessing. when they are dormant, I just move the pot back in the garden, where its kind of hidden, when the weeds get bad in the pot, I yank them out. When I notice that they are starting to push out buds, I pull them out, closer to the patio. That's it. When the sprinklers are on, or it rains, they get watered. When its dry and the sprinklers are off, they don't get watered. Sometimes I pour some fertilizer in, if I think of it... most of the time I don't. No matter what I do, or don't do, they always come back and bloom. That's my kind of plant! Bob

Rogue is my favorite of this group. I love that bloom form, and I'm a sucker for white midribs. I have tiny ants in some of my flowers, too. As long as they stay in the garden and not in my house, that's O.K. with me. I have never heard of Hummingbird Mint before. The closest thing I have (in the same Genus) is Anis Hyssop. I love the licorice smell of the leaves. But I will have to move it soon, to a sunnier location, because it's slowly dying near the woods where there's too much shade. I'll have to do some research on Hummingbird Mint, and maybe add it somewhere. I love those late season bloomers. Did you ever count how many flowering plants you have? My DH keeps asking me that, and I wouldn't have a clue, unless I got out all my lists and counted. Beautiful garden shot w/your roses! Julie

I was driving home from college and had to pass under a railroad trestle that diagnolled the street. As I was coming up to the bridge, an 18 wheeler lost a tire and rim, that rolled across 3 lanes of traffic, hit the concrete pillar of the trestle, bounced back across 4 lanes of traffic, across a parking lot and landed in the back of a pickup truck parked in front of a car repair shop. Everyone in all 4 lanes of traffic, slowed down and watched it all happen, no one was hit. The guys in the shop came out and just stared. I don't think the driver even knew he had lost his wheel. Back in the late 70's when I-15 finally was finished and didn't go through Las Vegas, DH and I were heading for California. It was late afternoon and had been raining off and on. I looked over at the skyline of Vegas and there was a huge rainbow over the entire city. A Kodak moment and I didn't have a camers. Swear!!!

I was invited to the wedding of friend's sister, along with another friend of ours. The bride was a pretty obnoxious, spoiled brat but we were very good friends with her brother and kind of felt sorry for her because she didn't really have any friends and wanted the biggest wedding she could have. The ceremony itself was fine but when we got to the reception, the MOB set my friend and me to work bartending. We were horribly embarassed (and had no idea how to bartend) but we muddled through it. What made it even more embarassing was when the MOB insisted on paying us at the end of the night. I have no idea where she got the idea that we were there to tend bar but suspect the bride had something to do with it. As an example of how the bride's brain worked (or not) we visited her home a while later. I was helping her with something in the kitchen and noticed a bunch of tiny labels sticking off of a windowsill. When I asked her what they were doing there, she said that her parents had given her some Waterford glassware they had gotten on a trip to Ireland. When she served guests she wanted everyone to know they were Waterford so she would leave the labels on the glasses, then take them off before washing them and then put them back on.