"or maybe I can do a little research" after I'm elsewhere, after-after, taking a river walk in search of new perennial Spring Bluebells and dig a old-time multi-petal antique daffodil..

--flamboyant trumpeted lobed flowers are blooming.

-Snakeroot---also known as bugbanes has cylindrical and pointy spiked white flower petals. The spikes over-compound the foliage.

-Blacksnake root is quite tall.

-Kamchatka bugbane get three to four foot tall and repels bugs---hence, "bugbane." It does have an unusual odor one must accept as apart of a balanced natural world in the plant kingdom.

Maybe I'm on the wrong topic and can request ABC to plant Goatbeard or Jack-in-the-Pulpit. Red Baneberry and Blue Monks Hood is pretty. Valerian Root, honestly, smells to me like baby-powder. If you chew on the root you don't need to go to the high-paid 'shrink' and ask for a RX-dose of killer farm-Valiums. Valerian is also called Heliotrope. Globeflowers are perennially yellow and as beautful as Blue Bell Comfrey.

It's comfortable at the Salon, but BlueBells are in lowlands along the creeks on the south side? They love shade and bluebells, nodding in the wind, relax Ceo executives if they ever do the "time to research" how nice it is to walk. That's if your legs haven't been blown off in this war they "love-so-much, and can still take a walk?

Perennials, farmer too---"if you ever researched," Thomas Jefferson's wisdom's...you sure know, flowers too, are the backbone of the flower garden. It's been said that about perennials? Ever read T.J. or took a walk in the bloody-rain?

Wear a yellow rain coat, O, or you get sopping blood-red, looking.

Salon and other honest blog-spots are a place to come and sit in a shade garden and be like a Blue Comfrey flower? Who is Zwinkey?

We all need a vacation with Zwinkey from this bad-bush-era kinda lie-job.

I'm in more trouble than a loaf of bread? huh? I burned a pan of soup. I did NOT panic, but you would not shake a stirring stick in it or eat it. I threw it in Oscar's-Grouch's garbage can. A whole bowl bowl of soup gone, because of my private investigation and wondering WHO is doing research about the Salon-Swinkey advertisement?

Swinkey!

I'm not a serious drinker who sees Zwinkey all the time. Zwinkey appeared like no dervish, or if there is a such thing as a dervish, Zwinkey, didn't appear as a "derv-is." Is Zwinkey kinky? I don't sip every day. Honest.

Metaphors can be rough, raw, and unacceptable to refined taste. We are not shielded from taint.

How scandalous or cruel can people be?

Don't go out to meet a "sweet-voice" at nighttime.

Stay home and drink goat milk instead of meeting Zwinkey at any saloon-pubs.

O, I want the simple innocent days back.

O, I may be overly nostalgic, but if we all had a old slinky to walk down the steps with, and stay home with time to spare and paddle our wooden handle, rubber-band, paddle-ball, or play with marbles in the sand box?

Do use kitty litter at your house, because if you don't, the cat's-scat will be found and you will react as if a w.m.d.-'hit' yuck-chuck sensation blew your senses away. Pew.

I am so late being elsewhere. But if you see Zwinkey adds here, do we put a cotton ball upon the add to see if it burns?O, or am I the only one getting mixed-up with a wish for old day's with slinky?

And let's not get mushy her, but it's okay to be secretly reverent.

My computer seems to be acting defunct. Who's doingness this! Seems stinky, Slinkey to me. apologies, but I can't tell you how nasty those Zwinkey's can be. Nasty.

I disappear now too and maybe see Slinkey elsewhere? I hope not. She seems unbalanced. I wish some dinky-folk to dissolve.