blooming

Amy has been reviving her hydrangea for a couple months now. She left it out in front of our house in the sun during the day and brought it in at night, and it was looking much better. But then she started getting really busy. I brought it in sometimes when I came home; it looked so forlorn out the dark and cold. But then it started getting left out all night. Which was fine (Amy said) as long as it didn't frost overnight.

I wondered aloud, though, why no one took the plant. If someone were to walk by every day (/night) when It was just sitting out on the wall beside the sidewalk, they could possibly think we were leaving it to fend for itself in the wild. Perhaps some kind soul would have mercy on our poor wilted hydrangea and take it in. Maybe we should put up a sign saying we were just sunning it and it had a home? So don't take it?

But then maybe that would just tempt someone to take it even more. "Don't do this." They hadn't taken the plant so far, so why tempt fate and put up a sign?

Alas, yesterday, the very day that our Lord rose from the dead, the plant disappeared. This morning I was told by Amy that "somewhere between noon yesterday and noon today" the plant had been taken. The horror!! How could those bastards take a poor, defenseless plant right from someone's front yard?! On Easter?! Who even wants a sickly hydrangea??

Of course I figured maybe someone had taken pity on it and saved it from those evil people at 582 Van Buren who abandoned this poor defenseless plant.

In any case Amy made a sign pleading for its return and posted it out front. We'll see if the people around here have souls or not, I guess. So far no plant, but at least the sign has been vandalized or anything.



[apparently I can't rotate pictures. grrreat.]


Right, I also went to Victoria this past weekend. Let's see, how can I summarize Victoria. I don't even know enough to say if our hotel was downtown or not. It was right across from the harbour, and down the street was the area (I guess) where the tourists go. Actually really nice Irish/English/Scottish pubs, things-white-people-like type cute organic-coffee cafés, little "historical" alleys where Chinese immigrants a hundred years ago used to crowd into to smoke opium...

I was only there for Saturday and part of Sunday. Saturday was sunny and warm-ish and Sunday wasn't. Adam and his girlfriend Amanda came down on Saturday just to see me! We had dinner at someplace that A. was way closer than we thought and B. whose cool roof with volleyball courts was closed. So sad...



It was a great little getaway! Nothing like leaving Monterey for a weekend, and it's so nice just to sit and read... I got through a novel in two days, it feels nice.

A week and a half till final exams. And I'm stuck without Internet at home.