A tree lizard guards our passion vine from the caterpillars of the gulf fritillary butterfly, but not as well as we wish he would. There's been a newsy e-mail from a former boss in the music biz. How great to know that people you haven't seen in ages and ages are out there enjoying themselves. Last night it was Bluebeard's Eighth Wife. They don't do black and white the way they used to. Courtesy of Vulcan, it was from a beautiful print. Claudette's Travis Banton creations were mostly organdie--very period glamor circa late 'thirties. Today brings our first giant blue with white trim Burpee Flying Saucer morning glory; it seems as big as a pizza.