Last spring I took cuttings from my one surviving plant. The original cuttings came from someone in Nebraska (maybe?). I traded something or other for them a few years ago. I stuck those cuttings along the ditch in the gully and forgot about them. This year, I took cuttings from them. These are rooting for Robert. I started them yesterday, on his birthday.
The dishwasher is installed and working fine. A cell phone, a dishwasher, parties...it's almost like I'm returning to civilized life. I'll be working on the front steps soon.