For those who don’t read the exemplary blog Bonsai Bark, here’s a story that will make your eyes bleed. It concerns stolen bonsai, specifically four prize-winners stolen from New England Bonsai Gardens last weekend. The punchline, though, is this quote:
Unless they are recovered soon, odds are whoever ends up with them won’t be able to keep them healthy. Years ago a friend (and customer of New England Bonsai) had some prize bonsai stolen from his back yard. The good news was the police found the bonsai during a drug bust. The bad news was, they found them dead in a closet.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I feel the need to punch something. Like the individuals who stole these bonsai.
The 2012 show schedule is already packed pretty well, between shows and the International Carnivorous Plant Symposium next August, and the Czarina is insisting upon a trip to San Francisco as a very late honeymoon event. (When I say “insist,” don’t think that I’m complaining about this in the slightest. At bare minimum, we both want to see the Conservatory of Flowers while we’re out there, and that’s in addition to everything else to visit. I haven’t been to the Bay since 1996, and she’s never been there at all, so any escape to feed my addiction really won’t be an escape so much as a sidetrack.) Additional trips? The only way we can afford them is by my selling body parts, and I’m down to only three kidneys and a handful of hearts to last me until Christmas.
That said, well, reading about Erica Glasener hosting a tour of English gardens, complete with a tour of the RHS Chelsea Flower Show, just makes me whimper a bit. Time for me to invent something really spectacular, such as a zero-point energy generator or a composter that can make garden soil from stupidity, to pay for this trip.