I am sure that plants have feelings
For as long as I can remember, it hurts my heart when a tree is cut down, yet I have never been a person who would tie myself to a tree or climb to the top to prevent a tree's being chopped down. My heart aches for the Rain Forest that I understand is brutalized. I don't do anything about it. I just ache. I don't know what to do about it. I know enough to know that outrage isn't the answer.
It would appear that inconsiderateness to nature closer to home gets me into action, however.
To my horror, I saw two beautiful Korean lilac bushes that had been dug up and thrown out, cast aside at the back of a shed in the back yard of the apartment building where I live. They were still in bloom. The bushes lay there helplessly, still giving off their perfume.
Are you familiar with Korean lilacs? We had about five where I used to live. They lined a path to the house. They are the sweetest-smelling flowers on Earth. Who would do such a thing as dig them up and throw them away? Only someone who didn't know their value. Someone who was going to put in dull ordinary bushes for no reason on Earth that I can figure except they must think they have a good reason.
These two bushes in their prime lying behind the shed called out to me: "Save us, save us."
I made about ten telephone calls. Two people came over but didn't recognize the worth of these lilacs. But then Colleen Bell and her husband came over and happily took them away to live on their one-acre landscape. Colleen was even going to give them Dr. Bach rescue remedy.
God bless you and your husband, Colleen.
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Gloria if I didn't live so far from you I would have come for them in a heartbeat!
Next to roses, they are my favourite.
I was certain, that a lady named Violet, with a lavendar bathroom, would have had some kind of lilac. She doesn't. So I am sure I will have plant one.
They have them on sale right now. There is new Asian lilac here that they are selling that blooms twice in one season. So just when the last blossom is gone and there is no more scent, and the heat of summer is over, the lilac blooms again :)
Speaking of lavender bathrooms, my neighbours got quite a kick out of the toilet and sink that was placed by the street for pick up. One of them mentioned that people are using items from bathrooms as garden accents.
I wasn't sure if he was serious or joking, but I did graciously offer them to him. I guess he meant my garden, not his. I do still have the tub, Gloria. And now to tie in all of the colours, I am painting the walls a light amethyst colour. It is called "new romance." Maybe it is a sign...
I do think of you often when I am in this bathroom.
Which personality test was it that you took to discover you are a lavender?
Why, Lynda, if I knew you wanted a lilac bush, and we lived and loved near, I would even dig one up for you!
A lilac that blooms twice -- is this not a most marvelous world?!!!
The name of the book I read was Life Colors by Pamela Oslee.
Blessings to you, beloved Lynda.
I remember the magnificent smell of the lilacs. Good job saving them Senora. That's a big thing you did.