I have enjoyed it, too. I don't see why we couldn't do it again. Maybe more would like to join. It's really fun.
Barbara, Belinda's Dream is a Texas rose, hybridized in Texas, so it ought to feel right at home. The pots I have them in I could not move, so if I want to shade hostas I use shade cloth, which is dark green plastic, can't weigh an ounce, and has little holes in it..it looks like a little screen. You just clip it on with a potato chip type clip and voila!
Last summer in July I had to move some Lenten roses (Hellebores) and I did in breathtaking heat. They are shade plants and so I just put this cloth over them and actually forgot them. The rain comes right through. In the fall I remembered them when it got cold and pulled off the cloth and you should see them now, they are huge and are filling up happily their new space. My husband asked me the other day what IS that?
I'm almost caught up with the book Mirror and the Light. Henry (who is acting very childish in the movie, the movie actually said so last week) I wonder why? Henry has just said Cromwell has not changed but Henry is much changed. Henry says "Still I miss the Vicar of York ." (Wolsey)...Much talk in the book of the phantom of Wolsey, who has not returned yet. In the book Cromwell thinks that's amusing, that Henry misses the Cardinal, makes jokes on it. "He's tired of me." I'm not sure I recall the reaction in the movie, but I don't recall him laughing about it. Did he? More later I need to read your questions again.
I agree about history. The ancient Roman historians were pretty clear about their objectives. Livy explained in the preface of his huge books of Roman history that it wasn't so much the facts he was interested in, who could ever sort out the legends, rumors , and tales, going back a thousand years, but the point being the characteristics that made the Romans great and when they failed , why. Bias. All ancient historians had bias. But you don't have to be ancient, think of something tht happens and how MANY different takes on it there are from eye witnesses. Think of a long line of people, somebody whispers a secret to the first person who then turns to the second and repeats it. When it gets to the end, it is nothing like how it started.
Frybabe, I hope Oscar's new medicine helps him. It's hard to see a pet suffer.
Barbara, you spoke of golf carts:
When you mentioned using a Golf Cart - it must be a 'thing' in the Carolina's - Katha talks about getting one - evidently Golf Carts are 'THE' public transportation used, mostly by elders, all over Saluda - as impossible as it sounds to me Katha and Gary are in their early 70s now and where they still walk and hike they are finding their walks to town are not as easy if they are bringing home purchases and then just the fun of scooting around town in a Golf Cart to be part of the parade of friends all doing the same thing.Just this morning I read an article I can't find now that there are more than 10,000 golf carts in the retirement Villages in Florida. This link
https://backyardescapism.com/blogs/the-escapist/the-definitive-guide-to-golf-carts-in-the-villages-florida-numbers-culture-and-more says there are more than 85,000.
I think it
would be nice to go to the doctor's or the grocery in a golf cart, and to have either that close for a restful ride over, but I think golf carts are illegal here on SC public roads and a good way to get killed. But The Villages are made for them. 90 miles of golf cart roads!!! A lot of people in SC use them at the beach. I can see them there.
It was also mentioned that at The Villages there's a party every night and "happy Hour" begins at 10 am. Lots of activities, clubs, etc. Anything you want. There's a movie about it which casts a slightly different picture. Wish I could find that link.
It sounds frenetic to me. We had a neighbor to buy a second home there and to move right back within a year. I keep forgetting to ask why.
I like peace and quiet, myself. Quiet ride, birds singing. AND home grocery delivery. Beats a golf cart any time, you still have to get the groceries
in the house somehow.
