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valkryorNight before last, there was an EPIC ruckus in the apartment above ours at 5am. I'm talking "bodies hit the floor" level of ruckus, here, not "cat jumping down from high places" thumps. It was someone throwing a tantrum at the very least, and possibly domestic violence at worst. In any case, it looked, for all the world, that person(s) took their Big Feelings outside and directed it at the garden.
I noticed that one of the hostas near the back door was torn out/up when we were taking Beans to the vet for his last round of vaccines. (Beans continue to be adorable, but is a thorn in Sunny's side. As much as I want them to be cuddle/play buddies, I have little hope that it will happen any time soon, if ever.)
Yes, it could have been an animal, but it felt very human to me.
Tonight, I replanted the hosta in a new location (it had extensive roots and it's been raining and will continue to do so and hostas are pretty damned resilient - it will be okay), away from whichever dipshit decided to destroy it in the first place. I cleaned up the torn leaves, pulled a couple of invasive thistles (my own personal bugbear) and am hot and sweaty. It's not all that hot out there, but it IS hella humid.
It's not a big garden, and I can only do so much given the lack of tools/money to do a proper job of it, and what it needs is extensive. I'm not even being compensated for my labour as it is; I do this to make me happy. But replanting a hosta? This, this I can do.
I noticed that one of the hostas near the back door was torn out/up when we were taking Beans to the vet for his last round of vaccines. (Beans continue to be adorable, but is a thorn in Sunny's side. As much as I want them to be cuddle/play buddies, I have little hope that it will happen any time soon, if ever.)
Yes, it could have been an animal, but it felt very human to me.
Tonight, I replanted the hosta in a new location (it had extensive roots and it's been raining and will continue to do so and hostas are pretty damned resilient - it will be okay), away from whichever dipshit decided to destroy it in the first place. I cleaned up the torn leaves, pulled a couple of invasive thistles (my own personal bugbear) and am hot and sweaty. It's not all that hot out there, but it IS hella humid.
It's not a big garden, and I can only do so much given the lack of tools/money to do a proper job of it, and what it needs is extensive. I'm not even being compensated for my labour as it is; I do this to make me happy. But replanting a hosta? This, this I can do.
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