As a
"lazy" gardener, I truly appreciate snapdragons. (And not just because their blossoms double as talking puppets of a sort.) During the rain-less summer, family visiting at out little
cottage in Hamilton, Montana, remarked how amazingly the snapdragons bloomed on despite minimal water application. And now, those stubborn little annuals persist even through the seasonal onslaught of falling leaves and at least one dusting of snow. What's not to love?
