The silver haired information maven sidles in from the Northwest, tired of the thankless battle with weeds in the rose garden. She has brought a pound of ctnip, the kind you buy in bulk at the bag-it-yourself   market. Over her, she lays out lots of newspaper and sets out several little piles of it so that each kitty can have its own pile and not hog them all. There! that will mellow them out plenty.

Here is a sack of these roma tomatoes, which were SUPPOSED to be early cascades. (snarl! snarl! no more buying tomato starts from Freddie's.)

Now that the visit back East to see the aged parents is over, things are on the up.

Anybody want a TON of evening primrose seed? or newly divided irises?

Oh yeah, the guiness will be just fine. I have to sip it slowly.