It was my birthday yesterday. After turning the big 4-0 last year this one was pretty uneventful. I did let it be an excuse to go to the plant nursery and buy the dahlia and rose above. It is a little late for roses in the nurseries but this Abraham Darby was still there and it smells like Heaven. I have been working in the garden all week and I got a little crazy in one of my beds and ripped about 2/3 of the plants out. It was overgrown and the roses were pretty diseased. I hadn't meant to do that but it looks so much better now. Blackberrries grow here with gusto. Everywhere. I am constatnly pulling them out- I always have to laugh because my best friend in North Carolina buys them and plants them. I can't imagine them not growing everywhere the way they grow here. They are like the cockroaches of plants here- opportunistic and indestructable. I knew a woman once who had two small goats that she bought just to get rid of the huge tabgles of blackberry vines on her property. Can you imagine eating them? I got a blackeberry thorn poke through my gloves right into my knuckle the other day and it got all swollen and I could hardly bend my finger for two days. I can't imagine all that going through my digestive tract! That cake was yummy, by the way. I made it myself from my favorite "The Cake Book" which is the best cake baking book EVER!