We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
everyone has beat me to the punch
Down here in Florida, we call it the swamp hibiscus. It's leaves resemble that of the marijuana plant Years ago, I worked at a native plant nursery and sold a pair to a couple. They phoned after arriving home and said that a cop had pulled them over when he spotted the plants in the back of their car. Luckily the cop recognized that the maryjane plant doesn't have huge beautiful red flowers and let them go with a laugh.
Hey BD How does one send a link to you for consideration? I've had the e-mail address I used to use bounced as undeliverable - Don't need to know, just wanted to send you this link:
I know this isn't related to the plants, but given your experience emptying your folk's home...I discovered a bin of old garden tools left by my father-in-law. Many are coated in crude and rust, which I have had some degree of luck removing by soaking in vinegar. I'm drying them in sand and sun, then have heard I should slick them with oil before storing them. However, some would make an interesting presentation in a frame with commentary on the back dustcover as to their use, etc.. Any suggestions? The huge cowbell (8" x 6" x 4" thick) needs separate attention, but there's a scythe, multiple hand-forged 6 to 8 inch nails, something that resembles a gouge...probably from 1870ish.
By the way, I have a creamer, sugar holder and "candy plate" from the Lenox set you've been exploring. If I can find more info, I will forward. My parents always used them for parties; they are in photos from the WWII days.