Kids, The gardens were robbed again. I told my parents this is exactly the way animals behave around my ridgetop gardens - once they discover a resource, they clean it out without moderation. Since the thieves didn't care for the yellow plum tomatoes, today's batch of salsa is distinctly orange. Now I need a name for it - maybe Sticky Fingers Salsa, or Fence Hopper's Leavings... Alex Silbajoris 72163.1353@compuserve.com Time to nap in the gardens with a baseball bat