There is no slowing down around the Southern Bulb Company. Monday morning Ben and I left College Station at 4AM, headed to Rockwall, and made it back to the farm about 9:30AM. I spent all day doing catch up and preparing for the week ahead. Brad arrived back around 8:30PM at which point we began our discussions. After all was said and done, I was up until 1AM. Probably should have been later, since when I woke at 6AM, I worked until 8:30 just to finish preparations for my trip to Dallas. I never even made it to the cabin; just slept in the office.

Dallas was busy, and I had to prepare for the speech to the Fort Worth Organic Club at the Fort Worth Botanical Gardens. It was really just another typical day in my bulb hunting life. The first thing I noticed as I pulled up to the botanical gardens were all of the rain lily seed pods that were bursting all over the place. After getting over the bulb stuff, I realized I had to shave and change clothes. So, there I was as always, sneaking into a nice restroom with my docket. After I found what I thought was the most remote restroom, I began to shave. Of course, somebody walked in. A little taken back at what was going on, all the person could say was "I hear you get a pretty close shave using a straight razor."

"Yep, at least I think so," I responded. After our short dialogue he left and I resumed my shave while listening to muscitran instrumental remakes of popular hit songs.

It was with these humorous thoughts that I walked into the hall and gave my speech to about 75 people. They all seemed to like the presentation. I really feel like Indiana Jones sometimes, leaving the bulb hunting adventures to come give a lecture after cleaning up as best I can. Now all I am missing are the pretty girls in the front of the room with something written on their eyelids. Actually, the ladies last night were all very pretty, they just didn't have messages written.

Stayed at a nice home in Dallas--thank you very much to my gracious host. Was busy in Dallas all day, and made it back to the farm at about 9PM. It's now 12:04 and I have a clean desk and am organized. I have to pay bills, and write a speech before I leave for Houston tomorrow morning, so I better hop to!

I have all of my old pictures back from my old computer. Here's a fun one recently taken by Farmer Arcuni showing oxbloods at the base of a tree.