Thanks, Beau. I know where Muncie is. A little far for me to go to get flowers since I live in Granger.
Now that we are all opening up here, I guess I am going to be forced to get the ambition to learn how to take digital photos, put them on this computer, and upload to this site. Not vegetables and stuff, I'm not a damn farmer. But flowers. Turned my entire backyard into a flower garden. Have 65 rose bushes that I tend like they are my children, along with a bunch of other stuff. A beautiful saucer magnolia. Several different types of hybiscus. Stella D'oros circle one patio ( I have 4). Boxwoods around the fountain. A hybiscus that gets bigger and more gorgeous every year (big, pink, flowers that bloom all summer). All kinds of other assorted stuff, daisies, black-eyed susans, plus an assortment of annuals (impatiens, marigolds, zinnias, begonias, stuff like that). Started on it 5 years ago, and every year it gets better. And, the wife and I did it all ourselves, which really is a feeling of satisfaction I can't describe.
I'm like the little bald-headed neighbor in "Cheech and Chong's Next Movie (except I have hair). Remember? He's lovingly tending his roses when he feels something like rain coming down, and looks up and Chong is pissing on his roses from his (Chong's) second-floor bathroom window. Then, later in the movie Chong's got his Harley parked in his living room with a hose hooked to the exhaust pipe and out the window into the guy's rose bed? Chong's in there goosing the hell out of the thing and gasses the guy's roses?
Used to think this was funny as hell until I got into my own flower gardening. My son calls me the "little flower man," and not in a kindly way, either. Oh well, he'll grow up. Maybe when he hits 40 (he's 30 now).
Oh, by the way, the lawn is meticulous also. Like a well-groomed golf course. I do that myself, also.