Wow! You're really looking ahead. I would probably kill for a tea bush or two. What a fantastic idea. Never thought about it, really. Must look into that. I definitely have the altitude...wow...how come I never thought of that???
My neighbour has a beautiful thermosiphon on his roof, but I've not interrogated him about it. Yet.
Morel comes from an old nickname: Morelos. He was a hero in the war of Independence from Spain. He used to wear a bandanna to deal with constant headaches, apparently.
When I was younger I used to wear my hair quite long. I was heavily into rallying back then, as a competitor, and I got into the habit of wearing a bandanna after I took my helmet off, to deal with the hair. My friends quickly christened me Morelos.
Curiously, my previous nickname, a billion years ago in the Scouts, was Mor.
Even more curiously, one of the traditional recipes of my wife's family is Gratin au Morilles, baked morels stuffed with brie. Reeeaaaally good.