Finally I have some plumes from my lonely clump of grass. This was planted last year and I feared it had died during all the snow and ice storms this last winter season. But it survived and actually thrived this summer. It produced these few plumes last week. I feel like a proud mother as Hubby does all the outside stuff...but I dug this hole and planted the grass myself. (well he helped with the digging) And even though our water costs have tripled, I faithfully watered my grass almost every morning.