On our way home from Kansas, Peter suggested we stop at the Missouri Botanical Museum. The first display was a room with eight thousand orchids, followed by a greenhouse with Camelias in bloom, then a rainforest dome, and finally an outdoors Japanese Garden.
I finally bought a heater for working outdoors. It’s a tricky thing to use. First, it works best if the only job scheduled for the day is sitting in front of it drinking coffee. Secondly, turning the thing on reminds me of our old unpredictable gas grill where safe operation depended on distance from the thing.
You press one red button to release the gas and a second one to ignite it. However, if your timing is not right, you get no flame or a perfect replication of a solar flare. The first time I tried the heater I burned most of the hair …wait a second, let me look…no, all of the hair off my left hand. The second time – and this is I believe is a patentable discovery – I incinerated my nose hairs. A most amazing, painless event accompanied by the quick crackling sound of mini-forest fire.