Merry Christmas from wet, frozen Mississippi. I'm sitting here looking out at my back yard and garden, covered in ice. Several trees have been hit really hard - one maple will probably have to come down, because there's just nothing much left - all the top limbs are broken off (the top went two years ago); the river birch, normally about 30 feet tall, is almost touching the ground; I'm very concerned about the Bradford pear in front - many in my area have split to the ground in storms this year, and mine is now showing a distinct cleavage in the branches, although I haven't looked to see if the trunk is actually split. It's been so warm that many plants were budding out, but this happens fairly often, and the old-timers have adapted, I hope. But, the icicles are pretty, and the streets aren't too bad, so while plants have suffered, we haven't had lots of wrecks. Those of you who also subscribe to Gardens have been observing the rancor there. I hate to see that happen, and maybe they'll calm down soon. I'm just leaving a job where the stress and dissension for me had just gotten too high; Gardens brings more into my life; another list I'm on (Astrophotography) is also currently having a civil war; Gardeners seems like a peaceful island in the midst of strife. So I wish you all Peace, Love, Joy, Happiness. Tonight I'll go to church for Christmas Eve Communion, explore once again what Christmas means to me personally, and try to leave behind the stresses of what was. My garden, which was dreadfully neglected this past year (due mainly to work), and I will start afresh for 1999. So I wish for you all a safe, enjoyable, *stress-free* holiday, however you choose to celebrate it. Harry Harry Boswell hboswell@netdoor.com USDA Zone 8 http://www2.netdoor.com/~hboswell