Dear All: Mary Sue beat me to the punch when she nominated Oxalis as her number one memory bulb. I too can never look at my Oxalis in bloom without thinking of Michael Vassar. Many of my "memory bulbs" do not remind me of people, however, but of wonderful places and trips. I will never forget the first time I saw the pink form of Brodiaea californica blooming in the dry grasses near Chico (in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada in California). There were several acres of these outstanding bulbs with huge glistening umbels of true pink held above the pale dry grasses. Another wonderful memory that is always stirred when Dicholestemma volubile is in bloom is hiking through a burned area in the same region one year and seeing the charred skeletons of manzanita looking as if they were covered with pink roses. On closer inspection they proved to be the umbels of D. volubile which had twined themselves up the blackened trunks. No camera, unfortunately. My first sighting of the beautiful Lilium kelloggii was of a five acre stand covering a whole hillside in glorious bloom - the scent was heavenly! This stand only exists in my memory now, since Pacific Gas & Electric sprayed the entire hillside with herbicides, destroying every plant. Diana Telos _______________________________________________ pbs mailing list pbs@lists.ibiblio.org http://www.pacificbulbsociety.org/list.php