Tuesday, May 12, 2009
So I have a lot of plants. Sometimes they get the best of me and sit out for days, ok, maybe weeks in their original containers until I decide I know where best to put them. Usually I leave them in the front yard by the walkway where they can get the most sun and I've never had a problem. I had been so busy and recently have been feeling ill and on top of it had an ill feeling that something was wrong/missing. The realization came to me like a bullet last night before I went to bed that my Haight-Ashby Hisbiscus was missing.
I couldn't sleep as it had been given to me as a gift and in my bathrobe I went out with a flashlight searching for it. No, no, no, not there, not there, not there. I checked again in the morning and came to the conclusion that unless the plant evolved and walked off with its newly gained legs, that plant was truly stolen.
Why couldn't the thief walk off with the dollar clearance item lily or columbine I had left out? Why not the viburnum? (probably because it was too large).
Haight-Ashbury is definitely an attractive, eye catching plant with bright pink and interestingly shaped foliage. I am not usually into annuals, non-edibles--- that are pink especially, but at the greenhouse I had mentioned this to a friend as it caught my eye with its spiky roselles and small beautiful dark burgundy flowers. Its name made me laugh and it was so fitting to be a "hippie" like flower. I had walked away from it because I didn't have more money to burn, but my friend surprised me with it as a gift.
While I am upset about the loss of this plant it perturbs me that someone has stolen from me, on my property, and just the simple meanness of it. They CHOSE to steal this one plant from me and it makes me paranoid and angry all at once. I am trying to dispel these feelings, but sometimes, humanity..... It is just a plant I know, but as with everything in my life, I see the fact and act that it was taken as just another representative of "bad things" about people to depress me about. Shake it off, shake it off.
Walking with my husband today morning, in mourning, I thought to myself, well, if anyone stole it to give it to their mom for Mother's Day recently at least someone's mother would be happy with such an interesting plant.
She damn well better treat it right.