[Boomer]

I know. I know. I am in Ohio trying to talk to people in Florida about Knockout roses. But I tend to go on about them a bit to anybody who might listen -- or read.

I went out to work in the yard very early this morning and to water and water and water. We have not had rain for a long time and that hurricane wind that decided to do a Midwest tour came through here two weeks ago and dried things out even more.

But for the record, my Knockouts do not even care. They look fine. Their leaves are dark green and perfect. They are blooming their heads off. And I have been completely neglecting them. In fact, I must confess, I did not give them any water this morning. Too many needy types around. I will have to catch the Knockouts later. But even if I don't, they will forgive me. They also like humidity, but we have not had much of that lately. Sometimes though I think we could rival Florida for humidity.

Knockouts are my kind of plant -- for all of the above reasons. There is nothing fancy or demanding about them. But if you cut their heads off once in awhile during the season, you will be rewarded with even more blooms. They will take a little rest from time to time during their long growing season, but they never rest for long. So I give 'em a break. I can cut 'em some slack. My Knockouts and I understand each other.

Sometimes you might think Knockouts look better from a distance than up close. But you know what. I do, too. So my Knockouts and I really do understand each other.

I think they are actually shrub roses. Nothing snooty about them. They are tough.

Boomer