A Miss Doris now on my short list. When my G-Kids asked Papa are you going to die. I told them, not until after all of you graduate from college. Eighty-six is just a number. When you are 102 you can start to think old. Once my first 2 plants bloomed and had 4 inch new stems. I'd root them and keep them by the fireplace over the winter months, with grow light, so that I'd always have a copy. Plus, all of us on this blog need you around, to be able to say we know a celebrity.
