saturday jack and i went on a "ladies outting" to some gardens in st. cloud, mn. the gardens were fab. there was a garden with 1,100 varieties of rose bushes. there was a toulouse latrec rose bush... without any blooms. wouldn't you know. i wandered about with a very nice lady who was very interested in roses. she was on a mission.:) we bent down and sniffed some. i'm sure we looked ridiculous. most of the bushes were pretty short. i really liked the george burns rose. it was dark pink and white striped. i remarked that it suprisingly did not smell like cigars.
there was a "white garden". all the flowers were either white or green. the impact was immense. i am determined to have my own white garden next summer. it was very european, too. very formal. i like my gardens very formal, or very wild.
after the gardens we went to "old country buffet". i'm not one for public displays of gluttony.:) i would have preferred going to "red lobster" or "olive garden". for, out here in rural mn, we have no such delightful restaurants such as i have named. but, don't feel too sorry for me, we have plenty of other big names. anyway, what i really wanted to say was that the bus "boy" that we had was named "angel". don't you love it? i would almost name a son "angel". but, alas, the uproar would be so great that i don't think i could attempt it.:)
"i'm american. i eat american food." -- dan s. (my husband)
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