Carlo wrote: "There's a tangible difference, albeit hard to explain, between walking into one of these, and walking into a greenhouse." There sure is. It really is a different world in a pit house. Maybe it's the smell of the earth which forms the below ground walls and the floor. Maybe it's the fact that your lower torso is half planted itself - and that the plants are closer to eye level, closer to what you experienced as a kid. One only has to bend a bit to get the close-up view. When I get down in one of those old pit houses, I don't want to leave. It feels as if the plants are embracing you, or as if you're a kid who has jumped into a pile of leaves and poked out your head into a tuft of dandelions or daisies. The one I'm building in my mind will have a space for a tiny table and something to sit on while a friend and I grab a sandwich and talk plants - and electricity for a radio to listen to the opera on Saturday and to have light in the evening. But nothing fancy, nothing cool: just basic slow-lane stuff and salvaged materials: heaven! Jim McKenney jimmckenney@jimmckenney.com Montgomery County, Maryland, USA, USDA zone 7 My Virtual Maryland Garden http://www.jimmckenney.com/ Webmaster Potomac Valley Chapter, NARGS Editor PVC Bulletin http://www.pvcnargs.org/Bulletins/ Webmaster Potomac Lily Society http://www.potomaclilysociety.org/