Karen, that is lovely. That period when we were first trading seeds was the heyday of my Ipomoea gardens, hence the nostalgia; wish you could recapture a bit of that, too. You had many wonderful seeds.
Joseph, I can trace the dimunition of my interest to the discord sown by Ron, whose knowledge I admired. I was not important enough to be more than a tangential target, but witnessing the bullying and toxicity was too much.
That's a lovely pale MG, by the way, like a 5 tentacled octopus.
