Scopata, I salute you!
 

When I finally navigated down down down to Remo's book, what should my
wondering eyes behold but another review of the [deservedly *not*
referenced
here] book by our very own Scopata Fuori!


Heh. Spammers tend to **** me off. Didn't take much, after finding the
neighbor's dog had left a small mountain between Bill Warriner and
Guinevere. They aren't too happy, either, having *their* rose garden crapped
in.


Scopata Fuori


ObRoses: The Blaze I transplanted last month, that I had *no* confidence
would make it...has a bloom on it now. Its couterpart on the other side of
the arch, is not blooming at all, but is throwing out five to six foot canes
like crazy. And Oranges and Lemons is becoming...well, *large*.

Love 'em all.