By God, Stuart, you're right! After a drowzy summer, Archipelago is up and stirring again! I will try to stop whining.

I must say, though, that your metaphor of me as an anxious gardener, while apt, is rather ominous. Few trees, indeed few plants of any kind, have ever survived my attempts to "help" them along. They would run for their lives if only they could.

I am still rather more cautious about this experiment than you are. And it's hard to tell the difference between a normal lull and a deadly coma, especially in the first innocent year of experience. But as long as you guys are willing to send in those packets, I am willing to keep on keeping on. Onward ho!