I just saw you segment…very cool, and you were great in it! Your enthusiasm for Agaves was infectious, an infection that I totally share. The disease becomes particularly debilitating when a large Agave spike is ultimately raised, as I am sure you know….Daddy? Shhh!, DADDY? SHHHH!!, (Annoyed)…”Can’t you see I am in the middle of planting a further two hundred pups” syndrome. I thought I needed help back then. Then there is the all-night Limbo parties, fire, tequila induced, generally tropically fueled, agave shenanigans! (Ahh! How I miss those crazy nights) – These spiny plants are just plain trouble.

Yes, a ghostly garden book…the characters in the patch are a little bizarre after all , I agree. I can see it now…The Botox Lady will become a time/space portal, albeit a rather wet salivary one. Should you answer her three (rather sprayed questions) correctly, you will enter into a new reality (via her botoxed lips)…a reality of a miniaturized life in the Patch. Once you enter, there is no escape…or is there? Perhaps only with the help of the Naboo tribe? And obtaining help from them is never an easy thing-the mouth clicks and clacks themselves can take decades to learn.

Happy you liked the image of the leaf cutting bee, I was so happy to capture this new addition to the patch. They are the Peter Murphy bees of the bee community. The Jewels of Opar, has been one of my favorite plants this year, and what a great name.

I am so happy that the Cactus Man did not crawl into the hole the Tahoe left, things could have got real ugly in the Patch. Me running around the house with a chainsaw, trying to out-wit a zombie cactus paddle bent on revenge. That is never a good way to spend an evening.

Cheers G.
ESP!