A Tulip Thief Strikes Again
I wrote another letter to the editor. I'm going to put cayenne mixture on the rest of the tulips. I am going to put some sort of ironic yet warning sort of sign in our front yard. I'm not going to warn them about the cayenne, just that this is not a public flower picking garden, so lay off. But something wittier. If anyone has any suggestions, I'm happy to consider them.
This time, they only took two of my white ones. So, I'm pissed, but not as livid as the last time. They had accidentally uprooted one of the bulbs in their messing picking, so I think that probably scared them off from taking anymore. But it does make me wonder, why? Why my flowers and not others on this road? There are plenty of other folks with tulips, white ones, even. I just don't get it. And the whole business makes me sad as well as angry. In my letter to the editor, I postulated that perhaps my flowers call out to passers-by, crying to be freed from the tyranny I place on them by being confined to my garden. But honestly, with the care and love I give them, I am quite certain that isn't the case. Perhaps I just care too much?
This time, they only took two of my white ones. So, I'm pissed, but not as livid as the last time. They had accidentally uprooted one of the bulbs in their messing picking, so I think that probably scared them off from taking anymore. But it does make me wonder, why? Why my flowers and not others on this road? There are plenty of other folks with tulips, white ones, even. I just don't get it. And the whole business makes me sad as well as angry. In my letter to the editor, I postulated that perhaps my flowers call out to passers-by, crying to be freed from the tyranny I place on them by being confined to my garden. But honestly, with the care and love I give them, I am quite certain that isn't the case. Perhaps I just care too much?