I hope Miz Anne is feeling better. I am surely jealous Mr. Shirley that you and your better two thirds got to meet Harry. My spousal unit stayed home today with a touch of the creeping crud. I wasn't too worried until he asked for hamburgers cooked like his Mom used to make -- cooked until done then roasted until completely dry. We got our first really cold weather last night and the frost started forming this afternoon about 4 when Cheska went out back for her afternoon bathroom retreat. (For those of you who've been following the saga it looks like Cheska is finally completely housebroken and it only took 13 months.) I brought in the amaryllis -- one is just begining to bloom and the other two are starting to bud out. I bought these at Wally World last year at Christmas and have ignored the instructions. I figure that they'll grow year round. Out on the north side of the tool shed near the west side of the fence are my last bloomers -- nicotiana alata. They glowed throughout the spring, summer and now fall, scenting the backyard like angel's breath. We'll probably lose them tonight but I put a sheet over them to try to nurse them through this cold spell. These plants have transformed my backyard, mostly because I was lazy and didn't get everything else planted. We have a wooden fence painted dark brown and a tool shed also painted dark brown. The masses of these plants with their white blossoms brightened the yard so much that even the neighbors commented on them. I'm really hoping this last little grouping makes it. Liz